Yerba Mota
Silvanita y Los de Quincho
Weed
They say, they say the weed (oh yeah)
Comes down, comes down from the clear water (oh yeah)
Comes down, comes down from the clear water
How can, how can I love you (oh yeah)
If you, if your heart deceives me (oh yeah)
They say, they say the weed
Oh, they say the frost
My love, dries up the weeds
That's how it dries up
My life, my love and yours
They say the frost
My love, dries up the weeds
My love and yours, yeah
My life, the grass grows
First it buds
My life, then it blooms
That's how love is
My life, like the flowers
