Ella es

Plant your foot like two roots
with that sway, you might cast a spell on me
careful not to step on you
mama with caution, shake the cloth in the name of your grandmother
my little camel, my little sugar, my beautiful Zara
my hurricane-like storm, my holy Clara
I won't let anything strange step on
I'll learn the candle so nothing happens to you

Here there's no knife or gun
here there's a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot
of pot, here there's a lot of sun, a lot of beach
a lot of waves

Here everything is molasses
no pangola
I'll paint the beach blue with crayola
we went, we're going
we went on a boat
if there's no boat, we'll keep going on a roll
So you can see
how your tail floats

When I saw you, I felt ticklish
it was like having 40 ants scratching my belly
you know, you know, you know it's bursting
you took my pants, you're a trickster
let's get messy in a tortilla
let's make tembleque mixed with custard
I eat your wood with everything and moth

She is, she is, she
she is, she is, she

I want to see all the giraffe
I want them to kick me
let's see who gets away
stirring the dough
I want 4 cups with carrot and pumpkin

You take me flying through the countryside
detached from the ground walking on blood
with a basket of patanco
to walk over the boats
until I reach your mountain range
the one that heals me from all the healers
there are rumors that you are
the release of all colors

A full pocket of beans
many necklaces adorned with shells
your name came out on the third card
they told me the comet to get involved
all the way without flippers
that I would go on the trip without a suitcase
to go around the whole planet
in a mattress
stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp your sole
let's screw the washer
give me, give me, give me, give me some nutella
with you, I'll go without anything a cappella