With a rose in his hand
I tell you, how much I love you
I love you, love you
and in a curl of your hair
the rose I leave you
I'll put it in curl of your beautiful hair
and now you tell me that you do not love
It is a custom that my people have
When I say I like you and you are very pretty
this red rose test of affection
and of so many things that for you I feel
It is the most beautiful spring
and it's to tell you what I love you
I'll put it in a curl of your beautiful hair
and now you tell me that you do not love me anymore
it is a costure that my puelo has
When I say I like you and you are very pretty
the court thinking only of your love to look in your face
denro of the rose
you saw my eyes
I saw your lips
They did not know what
this red rose
(this red rose)
try affection
(try affection)
and of so many things
that for you I sieto
I cut my hand
(Red rose)
the one that caresses you
(Red rose)
with all my love
lalarailalaila ......
I'll put it in curl of your beautiful hair
and now you tell me that you do not love
It is a custom that my people have
When I say I like you and you are very pretty
this red rose test of affection
and of so many things that for you I feel
It is the most beautiful spring
and it's to tell you what I love you
this red rose
(this red rose)
try affection
(try affection)
and of so many things
that for you I sieto
I cut my hand
(Red rose)
the one that caresses you
(Red rose)
with all my love
lalarailalaila ......
Only among all we can make this a better place :)