| Long time ago since I bought her |
| Wasn’t nice, was already played |
| Thin string, like delicate girl |
| She touched me and told a tale |
| She lived among orange trees |
| Journeyed from far away |
| The whole world may come against me |
| I do not have another weapon |
| Market place, Spanish blood |
| Fiery light, all lives in her |
| If she is happy, she’ll shout |
| If she hurts, she’ll start to cry |
| She lived among orange trees |
| Journeyed from far away |
| The whole world may come against me |
| I do not have another weapon |
| There is no better mate, you can’t find |
| Wherever you live, wherever you are |
| Accompanies you, awaits you back |
| Won’t leave you like unfaithful girl |