Índia
Roberto Carlos
Indian
Indian, your hair falling on your shoulders
Black as the moonless night
Your rose lips smiling at me
And the sweet gentleness of your gaze
Indian with dark skin
Your small mouth
I want to kiss
Indian, with Tupi blood
Has the scent of 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
