Abrázame hermanita

Hug me, little sister

Hug me, little sister, you
and swear to me that I can make
a new winged kite,
with this worn-out heart you see.
Hug me and remember the sea,
kissing us with foam and salt.
We were fourteen years old,
and a dream of ships to sail.
Hug me, little sister, you
and tell me one more story.
Let's see if you remember that one,
with a taste of almonds for Christmas.
Dear yesterday, from childhood,
doves that flew away one evening.
Hug me, little sister, you
maybe we can go back.
December is not far, I will be
at your house then for Christmas.
December is not far, I will be
at your house then for Christmas.
Dear yesterday, from childhood,
doves that flew away one evening.