From Altamira Tamaulipas
I bring this happy song
And to the sound of the old violin
And I sing revelry
For the pretty women
What are they? of my adoration
From Altamira Tamaulipas
I bring this happy song
If life is a garden
Women are flowers
Man is the gardener
Who cuts the best
I have no preference
For any of the flowers
I like to cut all of them
I like to be a thousand loves
Blessed is he who marries
And continues the hesitation
He is always playing against others
In secret from his beloved
But I am happier
Who does not make me Nothing is missing
I have widows and single women
And the occasional married woman

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