Muchachita
Los Cadetes de Linares
Little Girl
Little girl, with lips like crimson
You brought a new hope to my life
Little girl, as I held you in my arms,
I realized that my life was nearing its end
I'm a sad shipwreck, tossed by life's storm,
You came to me too late,
Only to find the remnants of my being
You offered me your love,
But now you're leaving, filled with regret
Unable to sip,
From my aging autumn, the nectar of pleasure
I'm a sad shipwreck, tossed by life's storm,
You came to me too late,
Only to find the remnants of my being
