Amor De Conuco

Tell me if he's going to love me
I am a man of little talk, Consuelo
I have nothing to offer
A conuco, a rooster and a star
and the morning light
That comes through my window, honey
And the rivers and the mountains
And the wind that combs your hair
I would like to offer you the world and I can't

You have nothing to offer me
Your look is the only thing I want
We will sleep when the day
He lies down on top of the paddock
And the crickets will make their song
And between grass and grass we will dream
And with so much love for your body
It will make my belly what I hope for
A portrait of your love, I love you

Uohhh I love you
Uohhh I love you