A Miami
Kalamarka
To Miami
Beautiful little white candid flower loves
Your steps dance of dark-skinned vibrate to the drum
For your kisses and your gaze men fall
Your smile your perfume is never forgotten
Miss speaks English lives in Santa Cruz
She doesn't feel Guarani or Aymara Quechua
She was chosen Miss Bolivia for her beauty
Now your life will be
Ama sua ama quella ama llulla is not yours
Ama llunka ama llamy after deceiving
Ama sua ama quella ama llulla you denied
Ama llunka ama llamy
