That white rebozo
That I'm wearing
Between jokes and laughter
It comes wearing
No one knows
What it has inside
No one knows the sorrows
That she is covering
And instead of cornering herself
Sad to cry
Today she dresses for a wedding
Like a bride
With her white shawl
To sing
There is someone who could
Under the rebozo
My darling cover the sorrows
Under the rebozo
My darling cover the sorrows
The one with the white rebozo < br/>Now they call her
Because they see her
Dressed all in orange blossom
And many
Would like to see her in black
And many
Would like to see her see her crying
She covers everything
With her shawl
And she doesn't care about the world
Not even its evil
There is someone who could
Under the shawl
My love, cover the sorrows
Under the shawl
My love, cover the sorrows

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