When the silver threads appear in your youth
Like the moon when it is portrayed in a blue lake
Then no one will be able to steal your love from me
Not even your madness will make me to torment
When the silver threads appear in your youth
Like the moon when it is portrayed in a blue lake
Then soul with soul we will go through the world
Without any further destiny of ours love that the heart
I offer you this prophecy, as I see you I saw myself
And I warn you that as you see me one day
I don't know when but you too You will see yourself
For this one
Then no one will be able to steal your love from me
Nor will your madness ever torment me again
When the silver threads appear in your youth
Like the moon when it is portrayed in a blue lake
Then soul with soul we will go through the world
With no other destination for our love than the heart