My hands cannot have you,
cannot feel plus this joy,
That you provide
My life to me will not be the same one
Without you in my arms here,
Leave to take care of me of you,
Have perigos that they afflict you,
Either comprehensive,
You do not have who you desire yourself more of the one than I,
Come back here and grasp my arms, cannot screen again?
If it will be able,
It comes back me,
You it is who more desire,
My more valuable jewel,
Comes back me, does not abandon me
I have fear of the darknesses to consume me,
you it can cure me, Only It protects me,
Its stream bed of joy envies me Having you in me,
I will not be engolida by the fear,
My viscera do not support this pain You is the cure,
You it will help, it does not wait me to finish the time,
It helps me, it will not obtain to live without you,
Dear oh freedom.