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They say that in Oaxaca you drink mezcal with coffee
They say that in Oaxaca you drink mezcal with coffee
They say that the herb cures bad mood
They say that grass cures bad blood
I like the mole that Soledad is going to grind for me
I like the mole that Soledad is going to grind for me
My dear Soledad
He's going to cook me a molito
By the sky of Montealban
At night I dream of you
My dear Soledad
He's going to cook me a molito< br/>By the sky of Montealban
At night I dream of you
It is ground with peanuts
The bread is also ground
The dried almonds are ground
The chili is ground and
Also the salt
The chocolate is ground
The cinnamon is ground
The pepper and cloves are ground
The grinds the molendera
They say that in Oaxaca with water it is cohoclate
They say that in Oaxaca with water it is chocolate
They say that at the festival bulls have to burn
They say that in the bullfighting party must burn
For those who do their bidding for the passion of Soledad
For those who do their bidding for the passion of Soledad
My dear Soledad
He's going to cook me a molito
By the sky of Montealban
At night I dream of you
My dear Soledad
He's going to cook me a molito
Through the sky of Montealban
At night I dream of you