
" For my Laura, the engine and the love of my life."
- Marta Texidó
And today that I can make you a song
I remember when you arrived ...
with the mystery of the simple
your eyes restless, haughty heart
and the laugh of your fingertips
you filled my chords
with each note of your name, Laura
It's so difficult for me to remember
how many scenarios have heard
our anxiety for the present
our joy for tomorrow ...
At house in the middle of our friends
or in the sad exile or overseas
your breath has never lacked, Laura.
And if by chance you go away
the gods will save your path,
the birds will accompany you
the stars will caress you
And in a corner of this voice
while it can be heard
Your sound will always be hidden there, Laura.