Rosita De Olivo

Olive blossom, white flower of fate
You give me a kiss when there's a chance
When there's a chance, you let me know
That I'm a real man and I can deliver

I stand on the corner watching her go by
To see if she feels bad seeing me cry
Seeing me cry, finally she bends
To ask me questions about who I cry for

And I answer her with great pain
I don't cry for anyone, just for your love
Just for your love, it could happen
If I find Olive in another power