Seis Cordas

Who has a guitar
Only cries if they want to.
They are six strings, they are six strings
To tie up a woman.

And then to hold
Inside your heart
To then silence
The mouth of the guitar.

The evil eyes, the evil eyes
Bring down any passion.

Cheerful brunette
With curly hair,
Your ribbon bow
Has already caught my eye.

And now, and now
I want to be your boyfriend.