La Niña Y El Poeta
Roberto Carlos
The Girl and The Poet
Little brown virgin
Your hair in a braid
Your face a pensive expression
Your voice a woman's song
Little brown virgin
Your eyes all spring
Your body a long wait
Heart bathed in faith
The afternoon enters the night
The moon wakes up smiling
The little one at the window
A flower bud is opening
The first desire was born
To know the first love
The poet's story
The little one believed
The poet's story
The little one believed
But the poet left one day
And hasn't returned until now
No one knows the path
The poet followed
The wind that carried him
One day came back from there
I know he came back alone
And the little one cried
The poet's story
The little one believed
From the girl's eyes
A tear fell
From the girl's eyes
A tear fell
