Fruta

Little virgin, little virgin, please
Little virgin, little virgin
Have mercy on us
We do what we can

Fruit, candy, and cotton
That tastes really good
Fruit, candy, and cotton
That I like
Fresh fruit comes and goes
With a very special tasty salt
And that pretty little girl, mixed-race

I go with a hat to Sansón
Cottage cheese, ricotta cheese
Exquisite paradise of illuminated bohemia
With color love passion, flavor love
Every step of this dance you smile through the street
When you open your heart, love passion, flavor love
Love passion, flavor love

Fruit, candy, and cotton
That tastes really good
Fruit, candy, and cotton
That I like
Beautiful fruit comes and goes
With a very special eternal flavor
And that pretty little girl, mixed-race
She's a gypsy

Like, like, like, like, like, like me
I'm going to that tropical town
Bambalina, rúmbala
Neighbors who cook sweets full of joy
And you sway with the Sun, love passion, flavor love
And you sway with the Sun, love passion, flavor love
And you sway with the Sun

Fruit, candy, and cotton
That tastes really good
Fruit, candy, and cotton
That I like
Fruit as beautiful as me, as me, as me
Fresh fruit like me, like me, like me
Fruit, candy, and cotton
That tastes really good, delicious
Fruit, candy, and cotton
That I like