I want to give you the reason
And I must give you the reason
From the source that is drunk
It is by the source that he dies
That your land is in your skin
For her you sigh what hurts you
And you look me in the eyes and tell me they see
And they say come ...
And it goes more, from the flags you
You already live inside my being
And it fits me well and I look good
I do not want anything bad from you anymore
I do not extract your caritie
I have a sigh for you to invite me
I want to say or not say
Let me tell you that I go like this
I do not want to give you my excitement
Nor should I give you my excitement
You are out
The mind of the llanera harp is heard
Lito, you're making me a coffee maker
The wound in your heart does not close
Look, do not shut up, if you do not shut up
Enough, I do not want to be in the middle
But it's late already, in the Caribbean there is fear
The carei will bleed, in the Caribbean there is fear and snow
Your heat has been stolen
Enough, I do not want to be in the middle
But I saw crying, the palm trees among the ice
Bleeding the maguey, in the Caribbean there is fear and snow
And the coconut does not mature
I want to give you my warmth
And I must give you my warmth
And you look me in the eyes
And you tell me come and tell me you see
You are the source, everyone drinks
They thirst for you to dry
I do not want to hurt and I do not want to hurt
But I do not want to hurt you anymore from my not being
Old door
Open a window to the conscience
I do not want to hurt you, I do not want to hurt you
That no one is stalking you
And it is the earth
I do not want to hurt you, I do not want to hurt you
The wound in your heart does not close
Look, do not shut me up, if you do not shut up
I'm waiting for you
Enough, I do not want to be in the middle
But it's late already, in the Caribbean there is fear
The carei will bleed, in the Caribbean there is fear and snow
Your heat has been stolen
Enough, I do not want to be in the middle
But I saw crying, the palm trees among the ice
Bleeding the maguey, in the Caribbean there is fear and snow
And the coconut does not mature
Enough, I do not want to be in the middle
But it's late already, in the Caribbean there is fear
The carei will bleed, in the Caribbean there is fear and snow
Your heat has been stolen
Enough, I do not want to be in the middle
But I saw crying, the palm trees among the ice
Bleeding the maguey, in the Caribbean there is fear and snow
And the coconut does not mature
Enough, I do not want to be in the middle
But be already, in the Caribbean there is fear
The carei will bleed, in the Caribbean there is fear and snow
Your heat has been stolen
Enough, I do not want to be in the middle
But I saw crying, the palm trees among the ice
Bleeding the maguey, in the Caribbean there is fear and snow
And the coconut does not mature
The carei will bleed
In the Caribbean there is fear and snow
Come give me your heart for me
Pretty Earth
And sing me this joropo
Until the coconut ripens
That the world needs it
And for you I go crazy
Only among all we can make this a better place :)