Brunette, little princess of the neighborhood
with orange blossoms I will crown you
and it's white apagina in your diary
with my love I will fill it
Brunette, you wash my sorrows
with the kisses that you give to my soul
your arrival absolved my sentences
and I will not leave you
Oh! my brunette, prietito love
for you brunette,
my little tree of illusions
Today is full of flowers.
Brunette who adorns the town
with the pearls of your smile
If I painted serious altarpiece
and something else I'm going to tell you
Of Neruda serious poem,
and de Lara, jarocha song
in my chest you lit a flame
and you are all here in my heart
Oh my brunette, prietito love
for you brunette
my little tree of illusions
Today is full of flowers. (Bis)
Only among all we can make this a better place :)