El Indio
Tanguí Chirimia
The Native American
An Indian dancing a jota
A sexy and fun yenyere
He danced with his wife
A chorus shouted at him: "Go on!"
Hit it hard, hit it hard
With harder hands
With the feet
Hit it hard Indian
Hit it hard then
Hit it with your hands
Also with the feet
The drunk Indian already
Tired of drinking
Lying on the floor no
He couldn't even move
An Indian woman was shouting at him
Hit it hard then
Hit me hard with your hands
Show that you know
Hit it hard Indian
Hit it hard then
Hit it with your hands
Also with the feet
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Harder with the
Hands softly with
The feet
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Reachocha potpourri
Damn it, maimache
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Turn it over
Right and you come back
Another time
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Give it a little downwards
And you get on it again
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Paregua
Paregu
Paregua
I paregu
Paregua
Paregu
Paregua
I paregu
Oh oh oh this won't go down
Marks the seventh garlic album
Above
The Indian got drunk
The Indian got tired
The Indian is drunk
And on the ground it remained
Hit it hard Indian
Hit it hard then
Hit it with your hands
Also with the feet
Come on Indian
Oh, come on then
You throw yourself on the floor
And you stop him again
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Look, they're looking at you
Dance like you know how
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Guapurrea reachocha
Porra purra paimache
Oh, come on Indian
Oh, come on then
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
The Indian got drunk
The Indian got tired
The Indian is drunk
And on the ground I remained
The Indian got drunk
The Indian got tired
The Indian is drunk
And on the ground it remained
