On the rooftop of truth
Like a goddess combs her hair
And I watch her attentively
Making sure that nothing bothers her
That the smile on her mouth lasts there
She has loved me always, always
In a pure and superhuman way
Just one look is enough
To guess what is happening to me
She loves me the same winning as losing
She holds the world record in forgiving
She usually sews wings onto my dreams
She loves me as I am, in freedom
Loving me hard with everything that her attentive heart can give
Like I were still a child, filling my life with love
She loves me the same if I have a rebellious day
Or if I have a soft heart
I have never felt so safe
As inside an embrace of my mother
Loving me hard with everything that her attentive heart can give
Like I were still a child, filling my life with love
And I wear the smile drawn on my face
That you painted it on me one morning
I have shoes that walk straight
You put laces of thread of respect on them
I carry the backpack full of hopes
I take them out one by one in the form of songs
And I have a thousand stories, mother
Loving me hard with everything that her attentive heart can give
Like I were still a child, filling my life with love
Loving me hard with everything that her attentive heart can give
Like I were still a child, filling my life with love