A hierbabuena

Mint, cinnamon, and clove,
Your lips taste to me.
Oh! When you kiss me...
Mint, cinnamon, and clove,
Your lips taste to me
When you kiss me.
Oh when you kiss me.

I went to the river
I saw myself in the water,
I washed my hands,
I washed my face.
My gypsy is coming
to see me this afternoon.
I have to look pretty
To make him fall in love.
Oh to make him fall in love...

Mint, cinnamon, and clove...

Today the moon shines
Shines brighter than ever.
My gypsy says
That today I will be his.
And the little trees
are dancing today
And the wind seems
to be singing to me.
That they are singing to me...

Mint, cinnamon, and clove
Your lips taste
when you kiss me...