Sombrero
Chico Trujillo
Hat
I want a hat
Made of straw, a flag
I want a guayabera
And a son to dance
When carnival arrives
All sorrows disappear
And I go to dance
Alone with my brunette
I don't know why
When I look at the stars
I always remember
My Santiago dog
My hat and my drum
And my beautiful guayabera
Are the things I have
To enjoy the whole night
When carnival arrives
All sorrows disappear
And I go to dance
Alone with my brunette
I don't know why
When I look at the stars
I always remember
My Santiago dog
My hat and my drum
And my beautiful guayabera
Are the things I have
To enjoy the whole night
I want a hat
Made of straw, a flag
I want a guayabera
And a son to dance
