For a head of a noble foal
That right on the line loosens on arrival
And when he returns he seems to say:
Do not forget, brother, you know, you do not have to play.
For a head, one-day metejun
Of that flirtatious and smiling woman,
That by swearing smiling, the love that is lying,
He burns all my love in a bonfire.
For a head, all the follies,
His mouth that kisses, erases the sadness, calms the bitterness.
For a head, if she forgets me,
What does it matter to lose my life a thousand times, why live?
How many disappointments, for a head.
I swore a thousand times, I do not insist again.
But if a look hurts me by passing,
Their mouths of fire again I want to kiss.
Enough of race, timba over.
A fierce end I never see again!
But if some pingo becomes fixed on Sunday,
I play whole. What am i going to do!...
For a head, all the follies,
His mouth that kisses, erases the sadness, calms the bitterness.
For a head, if she forgets me,
What does it matter to lose my life a thousand times, why live?
For a head, if she forgets me,
What does it matter to lose my life a thousand times, why live?
Only among all we can make this a better place :)