Her Hand

Your hand, which landed on my shoulder
Like a white dove landing to drink water

For me, it worth thousands of wishes
I hope it stays and never leaves

The sun is sleeping on my shoulder
I kissed it a million times, but never got tired

This beauty, how can I refuse it?
Who would refuse to stay in this beautiful planet?

Please, tell it to continue its journey
It will get whatever it wants

That beauty, how can I convince her
I like her, I like her

Then, your small hand, went away
What can I say to a stunning little girl playing around?

I am spending the night,
with my woman’s hand with me

Snow white, it is impossible to be
More beautiful or more delicious

That beauty, how can I convince her
I like her, I like her