Woman, you are the star that guides me,
You shine in my night, in my melancholy.
When the shadow covers my path
your light illuminates me, sweet and sincere.
In the gentle breeze whispers your name,
every heartbeat, my soul names you.
You are the lighthouse in the dark storm,
the hope that encourages my misfortune.
Your eyes, two stars, reflect the sky,
and in every glance I find comfort.
Your laughter, a song that brightens my days,
drawing smiles in my agonies.
You are the flower that blooms in my breast,
the echo of a love that never has a stretch.
In the starry night, under the divine mantle,
I feel you present, my most genuine love.