During my lifetime I met a woman,
just like the skinny one,
coral black from La Habana,
a spectacular "mulatta"
One-hundred pounds of skin and bones,
forty kilos of salsa
and two suns on her face,
that speak without words,
that speak without words.
The Skinny Woman sleeps all day,
she says that's how you trick hunger,
when night falls,
she comes out to dance a la Tasca
and dance and dance,
and drink and drink
one beer after the other,
but she never puts on weight,
but she never puts on weight
for a kiss from The Skinny Woman.
I would give anything
for a kiss from her
even if it were only one
I would give anything
for a kiss from The Skinny Woman.
for one of her kisses,
even if it were only one
Even if it were only one.
I wet my white sheets
as the song says
remembering the caresses
that she gave me the first day
I go crazy with the desire
to sleep by her side
Because, my God, this woman (flaca)
makes me crazy!
She has made me crazy!
For a kiss from The Skinny Woman (la flaca)
I would give anything
for a kiss from her,
even if it were only one
For a kiss from The Skinny Woman (la flaca)
I would give anything
for a kiss from her,
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
even if it were only one
even if it were only one