Muchachita Labios Rojos

Not even the most beautiful flowers of the rosebush
Compares to the beauty of your eyes
The freshness of the dew upon waking
Gives you the name little girl red lips

The day we took you to be baptized
The choir of the Angels from heaven sang
God sent you beauty from above
And the Virgin your noble and tender heart

God keep and preserve you, little girl
And give you all the love you deserve
Because a woman without malice
Deserves a man who knows how to love her

Little girl red lips, my love
You are my pride, most precious dew
Of the garden flowers, the most beautiful
God preserve your nobility, little girl

I'll be the dream, if one day you lack to dream
I'll be the bird to accompany your flight
By your side, if you want, I'll be
In case one day you lack love and comfort

God keep and preserve you, little girl
And give you all the love you deserve
Because a woman without malice
Deserves a man who knows how to love her

Little girl, red lips, my love
You are my pride, most precious Rocío
Of the garden flowers, the most beautiful
God preserve your nobility, little girl