A Yerbabuena

Peppermint, mint, and cinnamon
Your lips taste like when you kiss me

I went to the river
I looked at myself in the water, washed my hands
Washed my face
My gypsy is coming
To give me his banner
I have to look pretty to make him fall in love
Oh, to make him fall in love

Peppermint, mint, and cinnamon
Your lips taste like when you kiss me

Today the moon shines
Shines brighter than ever
My gypsy says
That tonight is his
And the little trees are dancing today
And the wind seems to be singing to me
Singing to me

Peppermint, mint, and cinnamon
Your lips taste like when you kiss me

Peppermint, mint, and cinnamon
Your lips taste like when you kiss me...