For you pretty sister

I love you this way without conditions and in this simple beauty
For you my language fights in the tide of thousand words.
You are like the drop of rain in my sacred mountain
that receives me whenever I 'm sad
and that trembles when I am happy,
I feel in the deep of my
The root of your fondness embrace to my days..
I follow your way of pain in the winter of the life
and in this future farewell of the waves that appear
I love you as well as you are without questions or tears
Now a new horizon of the time is opened
of tomorrows very hot, of happy melodies
that connect in my, now already I don't cry,
raise the look
and I see you close to my as always.
I love you my sister.