Canción de amor para Francisca

In a house in the San Pedro neighborhood
Francisca shows all her body
puts the money between her breasts
takes a black wine and some gins

She dresses in green, she dresses in pink
and undresses very silently

On Mondays when Francisca doesn't work
with a little basket with flowers and her little girl
they go running through the mountain
the paths and the fields
she says that the kisses
the sparrows and the flowers
on Mondays have more perfume

Larala, larala, larara, laralala

In a room at the back of the house
the men pass by, the men pass by
No one offers her any work
because they are afraid of losing her
Cinnamon skin, grass eyes
long hair and breath of wheat

On Mondays when Francisca doesn't work
with a little basket with flowers and her little girl
they go running through the mountain
the paths and the fields
she says that the kisses
the sparrows and the flowers
on Mondays have more perfume.

Chula