Ella
Nestor Garnica
She
She's prettier than the wind
Than the sun and the full moon
In her eyes, there's a sparkle
That lights up my song
She's prettier than the water
And the rain in January
She takes me far away
When I get lost in her kisses
She comes from far away
With her beauty on her back
From ancient goddesses of time
To brighten up this land
And if she asks me someday
I'd gladly give her
A little piece of my soul
To sweeten my throat
She has in her gaze
The flower of the air that enchants
Perfumes flow from her soul
And sweeten the breeze
She's like river water
In my soul, and if she's thirsty
She'd catch a little star
In her little mouth of streams
She kisses me and leaves me
From my soul, she's the flower of the road
Tomorrow, I’ll go find her
To take her with me
And if she asks me someday
I'd gladly give her
A little piece of my soul
To sweeten my throat