From tall cedar, I'm going to mark
I arrive at cueto, I'm going to mayar
The affection I have for you
I can't deny it to you
My drool is coming out
I I can't help it
When juanica and chan chan
In the sea they sift sand
How the jibe shakes
Chan chan felt sorry for him
Clean the path of straw
br/>That I want to sit
In that trunk that I see
And so I can't get there
From a tall cedar I go to mark
I arrive at Cueto I go to Mayar

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN