Amalia Rosa

From Maracaibo they left
Two little doves flying
And to La Guaira they will return
And to La Guaira they will return
But when to Maracaibo. (-twice-)

Maria gave me a ribbon
And Rosa took it from me
Amalia fought with her
Because Juana,
because Juana got mad

The four of them got mad
And that's what I want.

Amalia, Amalia, Amalia, Amalia, Amalia Rosa
That's the one I take with me
That's the one I take with me
For being the prettiest girl

Take this knife girl
And open me on one side
So you can see my heart
So you can see my heart
Next to yours portrayed.