Maria, Maria

Maria, Maria
is a gift
some kind of magic
A force that keeps us alert
A woman who deserves to live and love
Like any other on this planet

Maria, Maria
is the sound
is the color, is the sweat
It's the strongest and slowest dose
Of a people who laugh when they should cry
And don’t really live, just get by

But you gotta have strength, you gotta have grit
You gotta have fire always
Who carries the mark on their body
Maria, Maria
mixes pain and joy
But you gotta have finesse, you gotta have style
You gotta have dreams always
Who wears that mark on their skin
Has this strange habit of having faith in life