Plant your feet like two roots
With that tumbao'
You may cast a spell on me
Take care'
Don't let him step on you
Mommy be careful
Shake the fabric
In the name of your grandmother
My cinnamon, my sugar
My pretty Sara
My little hurricane storm
My Santa Clara
I'm not going to let No strange things will step on you
I'm going to light the candles so that nothing happens to you
There are no knives here
No guns
Here there are
Many, many< br/>A lot, a lot
A lot of casserole
Here there is a lot of sun
Many beaches
Many waves
Here everything is molasses
No pangola
I'm going to paint the beach for you
Crayola blue
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go in yola
If there is no yola
We followed him in a roll
So, so
See how your tail floats
When I saw you
It tickled me a lot
It was like having
Forty ants
Scratching my belly
You know, you know, you know
You're cool
You took my pants, you're a slut
Let's get muddy in a tortilla
Let's make tembleque mixed with custard
I eat your wood with everything and moth
She ee ee
She ee she
She ee ee
She is her
I want to see
Toita the giraffe
I want her to kick me
Let's see who gets away
Stirring the dough
I want four cups
Carrot with pumpkin
You take me
Flying through the field
Take off from the ground
Walking on stilts
With a patanco basket
br/>To walk over the boats
Until I reach your mountain range
The one that heals me from the healer
There are rumors out there
That you are
The luck of the colors
A garden full of beans
Many necklaces adorned with snails
Your name appeared on the three cards
The comets told me this
/>Let me go
To the bottom without a clapper
Let me go on the trip
Without a suitcase
To turn it around completely
To the whole planet
On a mat
Zapata, zapa, zapa
Zapata on the sole
Let's screw in the washer
Give me, give me, give me
Give me some nutella
With you I leave without anything
A cappella
She ee ee
She ee she
She ee ee
She ee she

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