Los Peces En El Rio
Shaila
The Fish in the River
The virgin is combing her hair
Between curtain and curtain
Her hair is golden
And the comb is made of fine silver.
The virgin is combing her hair
Between curtain and curtain
Her hair is golden
And the comb is made of fine silver.
But look at how the fish drink in the river
But look at how they drink to see the god born
They drink and drink and drink again
The fish in the river to see god born.
The virgin is washing
And hanging in the rosemary
The little birds singing
And the rosemary blooming.
But look at how the fish drink in the river
But look at how they drink to see the god born
They drink and drink and drink again
The fish in the river to see god born.
Eeh.
The virgin is combing her hair
Between curtain and curtain
Her hair is golden
And the comb is made of fine silver.
But look at how the fish drink in the river
But look at how they drink to see the god born
They drink and drink and drink again
The fish in the river to see god... born.
But look at how the fish drink in the river
But look at how they drink to see the god born
They drink and drink and drink again
The fish in the river to see god... born.
