Mocosita

In the shadow of your eyes
I will lay down one afternoon
and in that green haven
I will feel so happy.

Oh, snotty girl of mine,
come cultivate my joy.

I'll sing to the wind
crying along the roads.
My wandering heart
will go with your thoughts.

Oh, autumn swallow,
sweet snotty girl.

In what language do I tell you
that the star is asleep,
that the path you dream of
also has its wounds.

Oh, golden snotty girl,
you will be the dreamed image.

If the wind changes in the afternoons
like flowers change,
don't change your smile
that steals hearts.

Come, good snotty girl,
come heal my sorrows.

In the shadow of your eyes
I will lay down one afternoon
and in that green haven
I will feel so happy.

Oh, snotty girl of mine,
come cultivate my joy.