There comes that woman singing by the small hillside
And I spend my time dreaming about her small waist
And who can boast, to whom she gives her loves
If what runs on her skin is like holy water?
I follow her for her moon walk, she goes to the quebradita
And I'm dying for my turn, to see you pretty
And who can boast of entering her emotions
If what heaven gives you, the earth can't take away?
But how good!
Oh woman! Why do I like you so much?
That I can't stop dreaming your lips being mine
Oh woman! Why do I adore you so much?
That you left in my skin the honey of your charms?
And if it's from sinners, who confess their loves
I'm going to sin so I can love you
I follow her for her moon walk, she goes to the quebradita
And I'm dying for my turn, to see you pretty
And who can boast of entering her emotions
If what heaven gives you, the earth can't take away?
Oh woman! Why do I like you so much?
That I can't stop dreaming your lips being mine
Oh woman! Why do I adore you so much?
That you left in my skin the honey of your charms?
And if it's from sinners, who confess their loves
I'm going to sin so I can love you
I go as a lost child
You are my hidden refuge
Give me love and nothing else.
Oh woman! My life for you, woman...
Oh woman! I'm dying for you, woman...
Oh woman! Why do I like you so much?
That I can't stop dreaming your lips being mine
Oh woman! Why do I adore you so much?
That you left in my skin the honey of your charms?
And if it's from sinners, who confess their loves
I'm going to sin so I can love you