Remember Acapulco
Of those nights
Pretty Mary, Mary of the soul
Remember that on the beach
With your little hands
You rinsed the little stars
Your body from the sea toy
Ship to hell
The waves came and they swung it
While I looked at you
I say it with feeling
br/>My thoughts betrayed me
I told you many words
One of those beautiful ones
With which hearts are lulled
Asking you to love me
That you would turn my dreams into reality
The moon that had been looking at us for a while now
She became a little oblivious
And when I saw it hidden
I knelt down to kiss you
And so I gave you all my life
You must have had loves
Many loves
Pretty Mary, Mary of the soul
But none as good or as honest
As the one that you made sprout in me
I bring it full of flowers
As an offering
To leave it under your plants
Receive it excited
And promise me that you don't You lie
Because you feel idolized

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