Las Cerezas

That the cherries are not ripe, I know that you are young and very pretty, I also know soon the Sun will rest on your lips and your little mouth will wake up day after day. For April or for May, I will see if you offer me the first proof of love, for April or for May, you will have a little courage and you will kiss me. For April or for May... That the cherries... For April or for May...