Piénsalo bien
Think it mulatto, think again
look what my soul is tormented without your love.
See, look how I cry suffer
look that only God knows what happened myself.
Say that your roses bloomed for me
give me the smile that draws hope
do not tell me you lost, give me the peace of the soul.
Come to my cabin with the moon will paint
counting the hours of the night wait.
Think woman you really want
think about it, think again.
Think woman you really want
think about it, think again.