Intro . Her name, no doubt, tastes just like summer, like a soft kiss falling from the sky, cinnamon skin with a spark in her eye, and living caresses her hands would offer. . That’s how I recall it, simple and clear, she in pleasures hidden and dreamed, I discovering desires I’d never seen, with empty pockets and no experience here. [Chorus] For Ana all that I tell, for Ana all that I say, for Ana that moment so well, for Ana that won’t fade away, though time let it drift into gray, for Ana all that I tell and all that I say [Guitars only] That love so full of suns and moons, ignored for a while twisted voices around, fed on hidden words of love it had found until they no longer came too soon. . Before thirty, reason took control, to my eighteen said “I’m sorry”; maybe she holds no trace of my story, but I keep her name in my soul. [Chorus] For Ana all that I tell, for Ana all that I say, for Ana that moment so well, for Ana that won’t fade away, though time let it drift into gray, for Ana all that I tell and all that I say [Instrumental] . [Bridge] Every summer I recall her name, and our hidden love, distant and shy, maybe it was age passing us by that made her no longer see me the same. [Chorus] For Ana all that I tell, for Ana all that I say, for Ana that moment so well, for Ana that won’t fade away, though time let it drift into gray, for Ana all that I tell and all that I say [End guitars]
