Alecrim

Rosemary, rosemary in bunches,
Because of you
My eyes cry. (repeat)

Oh! my love,
Who told you,
That the flower of the mountain
Was rosemary. (repeat)

Rosemary, golden rosemary
That grows on the mountain
Without being planted. (repeat)

Oh! my love,
Who told you,
That the flower of the mountain
Is rosemary. (repeat)

Rosemary, rosemary in bunches,
Because of you
My eyes cry. (repeat)

Oh! my love,
Who told you,
That the flower of the mountain
Was rosemary. (repeat)