Tabanco

Tell me, pretty girl
Who adorns your hair
A student combs it for me
A foreigner combs it for me
There's a lere lere lelera
The girl shows off in front
Of her boyfriend so he can see

I am Matilde the Chula
I am the queen of the party
And the moonbeams
Envy my grace
Some throw compliments at me
Others talk to me about love
As if I myself were
The sun and its radiance

I don't want your money
I just want you to love me
The same way I love you

I planted in a pot
The seed of charm
The violet flower