Creative Writing for the Creator

I was 8 when my mother would play this album on our record player. (I found a song with my name ...) Song: Prá Laetitia By: Taiguara Album: Piano e Viola -1972 Translation into English: L. E. Skelton Oh, brother, Letícia cries And now I know why: She was swallowed up by the world And is afraid. Oh, brother, the time has come For Letícia to know The other side of this story And, away, go. The sailboat, white it will be And I’ll watch Letícia leave Reddening the flesh so pure Getting involved in the adventure. When I see Letícia loving Engulfed in her vapor It will be like the sun, burning Boiling me with love.