Mª Manuela
Seguridad Social
Maria Manuela
They say she doesn't care if a king blames her.
That the people are great and the bora
Oh! That the voice of the people was born from the sky
That there is no more law than the shadows
That they let themselves be carried away, listen, look and walk.
She ties her hair, she ties her hair
She ties her hair, she ties her hair
With a thread of black thread
With a thread of black thread.
Oh! Maria Manuela
That when you pass through the square singing
Everyone, everyone sings as you pass by.
She ties her hair, she ties her hair
She ties her hair, she ties her hair
With a thread of black thread
With a thread of black thread.
With salt there on her face
And sugar on her lips.
Spreading, Maria Manuela goes with her songs
An old and wise thought
Spreading, Maria Manuela goes with her songs
Oh! An old and wise thought.
She ties her hair, she ties her hair
She ties her hair, she ties her hair
With a thread of black thread
With a thread of black thread.
