Slanted eyes, crooked little legs
María walks stepping on sorrows, the burning sand
María walks, the mountain scorched by a sun of fire
María walks, fearing the pombero, palm grove and marsh
María walks

The siesta wanted to give her a child for her loneliness
Of wheat and moon and from her hand
María walks, through the tobacco field, your step
María walks and drinks the sun that smells like a goblin
María walks

Walking through the summer of sun and cicadas
To mountain flowers, María, your town smelled
A lazy train, puffing and puffing

To watered streets, María, your town smelled
To pure innocence of a village child
To watered streets, to mountain flowers
María, your town smelled

Slanted eyes, crooked little legs
María walks stepping on sorrows, the burning sand
María walks, the mountain scorched by a sun of fire
María walks, fearing the pombero, palm grove and marsh
María walks

The siesta wanted to give her a child for her loneliness
Of wheat and moon and from her hand
María walks through the tobacco field, your step
María walks and drinks the sun that smells like a goblin
María walks, María walks, María walks, María walks, María walks

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