Emilio Navaira la rama del mesquite

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My mother comes to my house
She asks me who that girl is
She is the perfect food for my youth
She is my beloved dream
She makes me the problems one side
It makes me forget that in that world
Hy ingratitude
She is like that
Intelligent and conservative
But more beautiful is that she adores me
Like my father she adores you
She is like that
Doingos never miss mass
That's why God illuminates her smile
I want that girl for me
She is my adored dream
She puts the problems aside for me
It makes me forget that in that world there is ingrtutir
She is intelligent and conservative
But it is more beautiful that she she adores
Like my father adores you
She is like that
Donos never miss mass
That's why God illuminates her smile
I love that girl for for me, for me
She is like that
Intelligent and conservative
But the prettier thing is that she adores me
Like my father adores you
She is like that
On Sundays he never misses mass
That's why God lights up his smile
I want that girl for myself
Eei, eei, eei, I want to love her

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