Ignacianita
Son 3
Ignacianita
In San Ignacio, garden of moxos
I met you, my camba town
Your beautiful eyes hypnotized me
And I craved your kisses with frenzy
The wildflower of your spells
Poured the hucanqui of passion
And since then I loved you so much
That my heart has broken
Ignacianita, Ignacianita
You have shades of patujú
And in your tipoyes, Sun in the blood
And in your pupils, and in your pupils marayau
Ignacianita, Ignacianita
Give me your honeycomb mouth
And in the hive of your charms
I will be the honey maker, I will be the honey maker of your love
When your red sirari mouth
Gives me the joy I longed for
I will hang the nest like the tojos
At the very top of a sumuque
Under the shadow of your eyelashes
I will make the pahuichi for both of us
Take my spell with sugarcane honey
Give me the siyeye that you know
Ignacianita, Ignacianita
You have shades of patujú
And in your tipoyes, Sun in the blood
And in your pupils, and in your pupils marayau
Ignacianita, Ignacianita
Give me your honeycomb mouth
And in the hive of your charms
I will be the honey maker, I will be the honey maker of your love