Maria, Maria

Maria, Maria, it's a gift, a certain magic
A force that alerts us
A woman who deserves to live and love
Like any other on the planet

Maria, Maria, it's the sound, it's the color, it's the sweat
It's the strongest and slowest dose
Of a people who laugh when they should cry
And don't just live, they endure

But you need strength, you need race
You need desire always
Who carries the mark on the body
Maria, Maria, mixes pain and joy

But you need skill, you need grace
You need to dream always
Who carries this mark on the skin
Has the strange habit of having faith in life