She, who's almost blood of my blood
She, the prettiest and most brunette
She, who drives crazy all of the kids
She, who knows well she's my princess
A song says of her that
Even the sun itself is envious
And her heart cries when she sees
That her sweetheart child no longer, no longer wanted her
And a lerelerele... is for Maria
Maria's rhythm and inside
She carries the illusion of childhood of the sweet Maria
All is left in a sad goodbye
When I'll sing to her, ay! by the bulerias
And a lerelerele...
Is for Maria. The rhythm of Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria...
That on the balconies of my house
Rumors won't enter
That the only thing that comes in
It's the fresh scent of flowers
Ole with Ole if my Mother
Has the balconies clean
Rosemary, Rosemary, Rosemary
Let the bad come out and let the good come in
Ole with Ole, Ole with Ole
If you have the whole house full
of balconies
And a lerelele...