Toloache Pa' Mi Negra
Panteón Rococó
Toloache For My Black Woman
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I've been looking for her body in the sand, in the sea...
and in the palm trees
I look for the salt and the breeze that sweats while dancing...
all this party
A smile at night, her dress fell and slipped...
here on the beach
And my little black girl fades away in the dance...
of the stars
Oh please give me a reason... SKA!
I need a potion, a magical illusion to relieve...
this sorrow
A song that makes her heart burst...
and her head
I need a great brew, something like a toloache, a toloache...
for my black woman
Where do I find it, I need them to tell me about a toloache...
for my black woman
for my black woman
That's right
And up north damn it !!!
Let's go!!!
I need a great brew, something like a toloache...
for my black woman
Where do I find it, I need them to tell me about a toloache...
for my black woman
for my black woman