Cholita

That cholita!

Your brown skin, taste of wet earth
Your eyes the color of honey, drops from the honeycomb
You are like a morning full of sun

Like the spinning wheel that turns, you know how to dance
As you spin your braids, you want to fly
Your body enchants the caporal dance

Cholita, let me enter your soul
Cholita, let yourself be loved
Let me taste the grapes from your vineyard

Cholita, let me enter your soul
Cholita, let yourself be loved
Let me quench my thirst in your spring

Cholita, let me enter your soul
Cholita, let yourself be loved
I want to be the gardener of your rose garden

Cholita, let me enter your soul
Cholita, let yourself be loved
Cholita, let me be your happiness

Your brown skin, taste of wet earth
Your eyes the color of honey, drops from the honeycomb
You are like a morning full of sun

Like the spinning wheel that turns, you know how to dance
As you spin your braids, you want to fly
Your body enchants the caporal dance

Cholita, let me enter your soul
Cholita, let yourself be loved
Let me taste the grapes from your vineyard

Cholita, let me enter your soul
Cholita, let yourself be loved
Let me quench my thirst in your spring

Cholita, let me enter your soul
Cholita, let yourself be loved
I want to be the gardener of your rose garden

Cholita, let me enter your soul
Cholita, let yourself be loved
Cholita, let me be your happiness

(Hey, hey, hey)