Índia (part. Paulo Sérgio)

Indian, your hair falling on your shoulders
Black as the moonless night
Your lips smiling at me like roses
And the sweet gentleness of your gaze

Indian with your brown skin
Your small mouth
I want to kiss

Indian, Tupi blood
You smell like a flower
Come, I want to give you
All my great love

When I go far away
And the time comes to say goodbye
Stay in my arms just a little longer
Let my lips unite with yours

Indian, I will carry the memory
Of the happiness you gave me

Indian, your image
Will always be with me
Inside my heart
Flower of my Paraguay