Rosaura

Tomorrow I'm going to Lima Rosaura
What color do you want your blanket Lindaura
Celeste like the sky Rosaura
Green like hope Lindaura

She always gives me the money Rosaura
To bring the little things Lindaura
She always gives me the money Rosaura
To bring the little things Lindaura

But when I arrive in Lima Rosaura
What a delicious little drunk Lindaura
But when I arrive in Lima Rosaura
What a delicious little drunk Lindaura

How could I not love you, cholita
How could I not love you, little black one
Seeing you so beautiful, chola
With such a regular face