Que Milagro Chaparrita

What a miracle shorty
It's been days since we've seen each other
In a little while
We'll see each other around here
And if we don't write to each other

If your mom came
And saw us talking
You would tell her that you owed me
My dear shorty
And that you were paying me

I'm going to pick a flower
From your most beautiful garden
I'm going to pick the best one,
My dear shorty
To be corresponded

When I went to pick the sunflower, the stem bent
Love is such a thing,
My dear shorty
It even takes away my sleep

Every time I see her pass by
It seems like I'm with her
It seems like I see the moon
My dear shorty
With all the stars

I am from the highest pains
Where the sun rises early
I am dark and I don't deny it
My dear shorty
And I wouldn't change my color for you