Maria Dolores

God has given you the grace of heaven Maria Dolores
In your eyes, instead of looks there are rays of sun
Let me sing to you, brunette of my loves
A Bolero that exalts your grace that is so Spanish, Ole ole!

You move better than the waves
And you have the grace of heaven the night in your
Hair Spanish woman, Ole, ole!

Your eyes are so captivating
That when I look at them closely, captivated
in their spell I am their prisoner

Ole, ole!
The flowers envy you
That you carry essence in your
Breath of the Spanish air Maria Dolores

Ole, ole!
So pretty and graceful I love you
Instead of telling you compliments Maria Dolores
I sing you a Bolero
Ole, ole, ole!