Bow, slowly shot, in a second it collapses
With a sigh, guachos, dad and mom, Julieta
MÃÂa I'm hanging from the ladder, lights of
The stars, like lock them here
Inside, in my bottle
Patches, not so badly sewn
There will be a healthy chick left in this nest
Pampa, close your legs to you I want to be free
From the cafisho that Nobody rules, from the other
La'o, nobody's bill, nobody has paid
Move like this, move like this, shake it baby
Never again, no, will my sorrow pass, will my sorrow not pass? Shake it baby Our sorrow, shake it baby Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow

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