El Rebozo
Pedro Infante
The Shawl
I have followed you for a year, woman
Every time I look at you
You hide behind
The shawl, my dear
All I see are your little tags, woman
Because you squeeze your eyes
And don't let me see them
I have followed you for a year, woman
Every time I look at you
You hide behind
The shawl, my dear
All I see are your little tags, woman
Because you squeeze your eyes
And don't let me see them
I already have a little hut
Where we can live
Very alone and close
There we can love each other
It's up on the hill
It's among the green cornfield
And very close to the river
So you can wash
I already have a little hut
That is on top of the hill
And it must be blessed
By a white dove