La Calabaza
Alfredo Olivas
The Pumpkin
With a kiss from her mouth
She made me dream of my loves
The Indian was passionate
And now he suffers for love
Her mouth tasted like apple
And I still remember its flavors
The foolish forgetful one
Has denied him for being poor
Like you're leaving
Taking scents with you
An Indian has become entangled
Because of love
Like you're fake
Like a pumpkin
Anyone can pick you
And you split in no time
Like you have an excess
Of feelings
As long as there's
Money involved
But this Indian has
What you don't value
He has strong arms
To lift himself up
And when he rises
He never picks up
What others have picked up before
Like you're leaving
Taking scents with you
An Indian has become entangled
Because of love
Like you're fake
Like a pumpkin
Anyone can pick you
And you split in no time
Like you have an excess
Of feelings
As long as there's
Money involved
But this Indian has
What you don't value
He has strong arms
To lift himself up
And when he rises
He never picks up
What others have picked up before
And when he rises
He never picks up
What others have picked up before
