I am like the calandria
Who to form its nest
Always looks for a strong branch
So as not to see it fallen
Others are like the deer
Who because they are smart and presumptuous
When he is in love
They kill him off guard
Oh, oh, oh, oh
The clouds go through the sky
The fish through the water
The gold is under the floor
And love in the petticoat
My pretty little girl
What am I going to do
If you take away from me
This love
br/>What good is it for men
To show off that they are brave?
If when they are at home
Their pants fall down
It also happens something else
With those who are boastful
When they see things seriously
Something happens to their pants