Kunatakiraki
Alaxpacha
My dear
My dear black woman
Chuymama churista, little black one
Chuymama churista
Mayuru, payuru, munasiñataki
Now if you don't want
Go with another
This thing of loving each other, black woman
Has a little something, little black one
Has a little something
It enters through the eyes, black woman
And stays in the soul
Now if you don't want
Go with another
When I leave, black woman
Far from your side, little black one
Far from your side
You will suffer, you will cry but without remedy
Now if you don't want
Go with another
My dear black woman
Chuymama churista, little black one
Chuymama churista
Mayuru, payuru, munasiñataki
Now if you don't want
Go with another
