Farolito
Natalia Lafourcade
Little Lantern
Little lantern that barely lights up my deserted streets
How many nights have you seen me crying, calling at her door
Without bringing anything else but a song
A piece of my heart
Without bringing anything else but a kiss
Chilly, mischievous
Bitter and sweet
Little lantern that barely lights up
My deserted street
How many nights have you seen me crying
Calling at her door
Without bringing anything else but a song
A piece of my heart
Without bringing anything else but a kiss
Chilly, mischievous
Bitter and sweet
Without bringing anything else but a song
A piece of my heart
Without bringing anything else but a kiss
Chilly, mischievous
Bitter and sweet
Without bringing anything else but a song
A piece of my heart
Without bringing anything else but a kiss
Chilly, mischievous
Bitter and sweet
Without bringing anything else but a song
A piece of my heart
Without bringing anything else but a kiss
Chilly, mischievous
Bitter and sweet.
