Jarabe De Palo mira como viene

Look at my love, how the sun rises
In my heart, look how it shines
Perhaps with little, I will settle
Very little by little, you drive me crazy
Look how the river goes down
How warm it comes
Look how the dawn has come
Your hair tangled in the mud
Look how the river comes
Look how it comes
It comes, it comes, it comes
Look how the river comes, warm
Look how the wheat has grown,
It comes, it comes what's coming
Move like this a little bit,
Slowly look at how it comes
What's coming, what's coming, what's coming
How I like it to come like this
br/>As I like it
Martha thinks how you come and how you leave