Today I want to tell you about a meeting with a great friend
Jairo his name and Millar his last name, full of emotion I
He told me about his daughter who is in Brazil, he proudly told me
My cute little pochita makes me feel proud every day

My daughter Jarismar Millar was born on a beautiful October morning
2002 beautiful like her mother, with little holes in her little cheeks
Beautiful as a spring flower, the three of us were together, until
His three years old later we separated because his mother and I
We did not understand

Today I want to tell you about a meeting with a great friend
Jairo his name and Millar his last name, full of emotion I
He told about his daughter who is in Brazil, proudly he told me
My cute little pochita makes me feel proud every day

But she always had her with me at carnivals, vacations, week
Santa, Christmas, what happiness, at fifteen she fell in love and got pregnant
I didn't like her but in the end I accepted her, and that was her happiness and if she
She was happy I was happy too, last year she went to Brazil with her family

Today I want to tell you about a meeting with a great friend
Jairo her name and Millar his last name, full of emotion I
He told about his daughter who is in Brazil, proudly he told me
My cute little pochita makes me feel proud every day

There she is with her husband and her son, there is my pretty doll
Porcelain doll, we always write to each other and send each other
Blessings, God bless you my cute pochita, every weekend
She took her to Ávila, to the theater and to the beach when she came in her
Holidays

Today I want to tell you about a meeting with a great friend
Jairo her name and Millar his last name, full of emotion I
He told about her daughter who is in Brazil, proudly he told me
My cute little pochita makes me feel proud every day

I long for the day I can hold her again and watch her run in the
Park and on the beach, look her in the face, reflect myself in her little eyes
And tell him, daughter, don't go anymore, your father loves you and without you my life
she is empty