Little olive tree
White flower of chance
Come give me a kiss
When there is room
When there is room
You tell me to say
I am a little man
And I can fulfill you
I stand on the corner
To see her pass by
To see if it hurts
To see me cry
To see me cry
Finally He is willing to ask me questions For whom I cry And I answer With great pain I do not cry for anyone Only for your love />Just for your love
It could happen
If I find Rosita
In another power