Mariana, Mariana

Mariana, Mariana
Where's your white skirt
Your flowery dress
Where's your sad smile
Where's your beige stocking
Your patent leather shoe
Where are your angry eyes
Censoring what I didn't do

Mariana, Mariana
Mariana answer me
Where's your tan body
Disturbing my peace
Where are your hands, your fear
Your secrets, my surprises
Where are those clear nights
Where I got so tangled

Mariana, Mariana
Excuse me as I undo
Your braids, your charm
That I kept to deceive myself
I bid farewell on this journey
But I won't leave without calling you
Mariana, Mariana
Mariana