La India Bonita
Joel Elizalde
The Beautiful Indian Woman
Chorus(2x):
I fell madly in love with a beautiful Indian woman
I gave her my heart and she in return gave me all her love
Like every woman, she knew how to soften my heart in the end
And I trusted her like the man eager for passion
I gave her my life without thinking but everything happened like that
The cause was always that I sank into desperation
I won't be able to forget or kiss that flower, my sweet love
The red flower of your lips that I will never forget (2x)
