Reina Morena
Ricardo Aguirre
Brunette Queen
my heart is a temple
Where a virgin is worshiped
My chest treasures it more
If I find myself far from her
My heart is a temple (ponpon)
Where a virgin is worshiped (ponpon)
My chest treasures it more
If I find myself far from her
Among a shower of flowers
A princess walks
And Saint John of God prays to him
poetry songs
I saw her smiling
Pleasant and satisfied
Down the big right street
I blessed my people
Among a shower of flowers
A princess walks
And Saint John of God prays to him
poetry songs
I saw her smiling
Pleasant and satisfied
Down the big right street
I blessed my people
Like my lake and its Moon
This is how his eyes shine
And the Catatumbo of fennel
When you sleep in your crib
Like my lake and its Moon
This is how his eyes shine
And the Catatumbo of fennel
When you sleep in your crib
Among a shower of flowers
A princess walks
And Saint John of God prays to him
poetry songs
I saw her smiling
Pleasant and satisfied
Down the big right street
I blessed my people
Among a shower of flowers
A princess walks
And Saint John of God prays to him
poetry songs
I saw her smiling
Pleasant and satisfied
Down the big right street
I blessed my people
deep in the soul
You are the most consecrated
You are the crowned Sun
Of moon and palm stars
deep in the soul
You are the most consecrated
You are the crowned Sun
Of moon and palm stars
Among a shower of flowers
A princess walks
And Saint John of God prays to him
poetry songs
I saw her smiling
Pleasant and satisfied
Down the big right street
I blessed my people
Among a shower of flowers
A princess walks
And Saint John of God prays to him
poetry songs
I saw her smiling
Pleasant and satisfied
Down the big right street
I blessed my people
my heart is a temple
Where a virgin is worshiped
My chest treasures it more
If I find myself far from her
My heart is a temple (ponpon)
Where a virgin is worshiped (ponpon)
My chest treasures it more
If I find myself far from her
Among a shower of flowers
A princess walks
And Saint John of God prays to him
poetry songs
I saw her smiling
Pleasant and satisfied
Down the big right street
I blessed my people
Among a shower of flowers
A princess walks
And Saint John of God prays to him
poetry songs
I saw her smiling
Pleasant and satisfied
Down the big right street
I blessed my people
