A good musician I am, with lots of love rhythms
For we will defeat our forces
Even though we are not horses
We were made from beautiful sources
So we will push for our good courses
So my woman remains my sweet melody

Those hard hands keep pulling those soft strings to give the sweet melody

Making the stereo heart jump to the beat
Melting into mist the anger of the beast
It sounds so sweet like the morning wine
So I say my woman is my melody.

The heart jumps to tell the tales of ages
Creating angelic sounds to the heart of the devil
Eating its brain like the termites at work
Healing the weakness of the strong to the core
For my heart yearns for my woman

Beautiful melodies from your side
Gently touching this hard heart like the sea washing its shores
Creating goosebumps all over my skin
Swamping my desires not to say goodbye

Emptiness feel my soul at your silence
For your melody gives boundless possibilities to my soul
Give heed and do not let the hours of our memories waste
For they are memorable, creating a symphony of imagination

Stuck in my hand are your soft strings
Like the bit and the bridles
Controlling me like the absurd mule
So I say take me to the ends of our world
Where I will never wonder
For I will see for myself nature's wonder
And my melody remains you, my woman