Tell me why such a pretty face of sorrow
you have my little girl sacred and good
Tell your father what has happened to you
Tell me what you have queen of my house
Your poor mother I don't know where she is
Tell me what you have, tell me what you have
Tell me what you have, tell me the truth
My little girl Lola, my little girl Lola
Gone is her pretty face the color of the poppy
My little girl Lola, my little girl Lola
Gone is her pretty face the color of the poppy
You can't hide your pain from me
Pain from your heart
Tell me of your bitterness
So I can console you
My little girl Lola, my little girl Lola
She has got the sweet face the color of the poppy
My little girl Lola, my little girl Lola
She has got the sweet face the color of the poppy
Everytime I look at you my beautiful little girl
I pray to the virgin who is in the chapel
Tell your father that it has passed you
Tell me if some man has cheated you
Little girl of my soul don't cry on me anymore
Tell me what you have, tell me what you have
Tell me what you have, tell me the truth
My little girl Lola, my little girl Lola
As long as your father lives you ar not in the world alone