Las Inditas
Miguel Aceves Mejía
The Indian Women
Listen, dear Indian woman of the soul
How beautiful it is to be married
To have children and a wife
But one thing I've noticed
Is at mealtime
That's when the pig's tail twists
And twists it again
Now, my dear, get into it with passion
We came as warriors
We made, we brought this song
Now, my dear, get into it with passion
We came as warriors
We made, we brought this song
Listen, dear Indian woman of the soul
My love is like the rabbit
Sensitive like the deer
Doesn't eat old grass
Not even the one that's been trampled
Eats fresh little grass
From the tip, serene
Now, my dear, get into it with passion
We came as warriors
We made, we brought this song
Now, my dear, get into it with passion
We came as warriors
We made, we brought this song
Stop the music!
And at the foot of a green lemon tree
I told my love to stay
I no longer feel my mattress
What I feel is my mat
And I left it in a corner
So someone else can mistreat it
Now, my dear, get into it with passion
We came as warriors
We made, we brought this song
Now, my dear, get into it with passion
We came as warriors
We made, we brought this song
Listen, dear Indian woman of the soul
In a new deck of cards
I would like to see you play
You say you never lose
Everything you have goes into winning
Let's see if you lose with me
Even your way of walking
Now, my dear, get into it with passion
We came as warriors
We made, we brought this song
Now, my dear, get into it with passion
We came as warriors
We made, we brought this song