Curandero

I am a healer
And I suffer from the sickness of love

I bring my little basket
Remedies for all the ills
Full of wild flowers
And medicinal herbs

Oh my luck, damn my luck
Oh living by your side and I can't stop seeing you
Oh my luck, oh my luck

In my basket I bring
Oh remedies for all the ills
Oh full of wild flowers
And medicinal herbs

Oh your kisses, I don't know what your kisses have
That keep me awake at night, the day comes and I can't sleep
Oh your kisses, oh your kisses

In my basket I bring
Oh remedies for all the ills
Oh full of wild flowers
And medicinal herbs

Oh your name
Oh your name
Oh your name
That every time you mention it
I lose my way
I go adrift without direction
Oh sailing day and night

I bring my little heart
Oh full of illusions
With my sorrows and my joys
And pure thoughts

For my mouth I bring
Oh your name engraved and burning
And yours, my life
Are an iceberg

In my basket I bring
Oh remedies for all the ills
Oh full of wild flowers
And medicinal herbs