I couldn't imagine my life without him,
The dynamics of his voice,
The tendernesss of his touch,
Made strong by the creator,

I love it when we make beautiful music together,
Night and day,
Loud enough for just him and I to hear,
Nobody else has the connection we have,

You call him an instrument,
Just a pinao,
I call him my first love,

I couldn't imagine my life without him,
The dynamics of his voice,
The tendernesss of his touch,
Made strong by the creator.