That woman, who always gave me her entire life
Without asking for anything in return but love
Who has been with me
Whether in the bad or the good
And She has given herself body, soul and heart
That woman
That woman, who always has a smile on her lips
And the balance between love and passion
Who always has a caress hidden there
With which he always lights the fire of love
That woman
That woman, whom all my friends envy
And It is the eternal torment of my enemies
My wife is the owner of my heart
That woman, who goes with me in all my days
The one who lights up my sun, every morning
For my good luck, she is my wife
That woman, who has always imposed sanity
When something accelerates inside me
Who knows when being a woman and when ñiña
And only demands the truth between the two
That woman
That woman, whom all my friends envy
And It is the eternal torment of my enemies
My wife is the owner of my heart
That woman, who goes with me in all my days
The one who lights up my sun, every morning
For my good luck, she is my wife

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