A pastor I ami
A ija ermoza
From my chiquez I adori
More than eya ami no
From my chiquez I adori
More than eya ami no
One day I sat in the garden estavamos
We dishe it for you my love I’m dying flower
We dishe it for you my love I’m dying flower
In its embers squeezed me
By love I bezo
I responded with dulsor
Sos boy for love
I responded with dulsor
Sos boy for love
I engrandesi and Bushki
Another tome and pedri
Eya if I forget my
I always Ma ami
Eya if I forget my
I always Ma ami