Damisela encantadora

For your big black eyes,
full of love.
For your little red mouth,
which is a flower.
For your palm tree body,
beautiful and gentle,
my heart is dying.

If you loved me,
figurine of April,
my whole life
I would give you.
If your red lips
I could kiss,
I would die of love.

Enchanting damsel,
damsel for you I die.
If you look at me, if you kiss me,
damsel you will be my love.

When to me the gallants
without distinction,
dedicate me requiebros
with great passion,
with my princess-like air,
beautiful and juncal,
I break their hearts.

If I were to give you
my caresses of love,
your whole life
will burn with ardor,
and my red lips
you could kiss
you would know what love is.