God has given you the grace of heaven Maria Dolores
And in your eyes, instead of looks there are rays of sun
Let me sing to you, brunette of my loves
A Bolero that enhances your garboque, they are Spanish, ole, ole
You move better than the waves
And you have the grace of the night sky in your
Spanish woman hair, ole, ole
Your eyes are so painterly
That when I look at them closely, I am enthralled
In their spell I am their prisoner
Ole, ole
The flowers have envy you
That you carry essence in your heart
Trana from the air of Spain Maria Dolores
Ole, ole
Beautiful funny couple I love you
Instead of complimenting you Maria Dolores
I sing you a Bolero, ole, ole, ole