Cholita de ojos azules

I don't know what's in your eyes
that make me sigh.
Your transparent gaze
like the green of the willow.

Blue-eyed Cholita
tendril of my love.

I didn't know that in the countryside
such a beautiful flower grew.
Bathed in dew
cinnamon-colored skin.
My little dove, my dear
don't make me suffer anymore.

You're my little dove, my life
my pretty dear.
Little star of the night
sparkle of the morning.