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Caracolera

Sin querer me enamore de aquella chica
Que vendía caracoles en la playa
Sin querer linda costeña de mis sueños
Eres mi noche desvelos mi consuelo inspiración
Caracoles caracoles me decía
Me parece que aun la estoy oyendo
La morena de rabia que simpatía
Eres mía noche día eres dueña de mi amor
Caracolera, quien te viera, tan ingenua y caprichosa
Con tu andar como una diosa y pensar que me querías
De saber lo que vendías mi torpeza mi gran dios
Caracolera, caracoles Todo el mundo te compraba
Caracoles que vendías Pero en nadie te fijabas
Al contrario te enojabas cuando alguno te seguía
Ya no tengo voluntad me has hechizado
Con tu voz tu pelo chino me has embrujado
Si vendiendo caracoles te encontrabas
Eres tu lo que buscaba mi morena mi pasión
Caracolera, quien te viera, tan ingenua y caprichosa
Con tu andar como una diosa y pensar que me querías
De saber lo que vendías mi torpeza mi gran dios
Caracolera caracoles
Caracolera sonreías
Caracolera caracoles
Caracolera sonreías

The Conch Girl

Without wanting to, I fell in love with that girl
Who was selling seashells on the beach
Without wanting to, beautiful coastal girl of my dreams
You are my sleepless nights, my consolation, my inspiration
Conch shells, conch shells, she would say to me
I feel like I can still hear her
The brunette with such a fiery spirit and sympathy
You are my night and day, you own my love
Conch girl, whoever saw you, so naive and capricious
With your walk like a goddess, and to think that you loved me
If I had known what you were selling, my clumsiness, my great god
Conch girl, conch shells, everyone was buying from you
Conch shells you were selling, but you didn't notice anyone
On the contrary, you would get angry when someone followed you
I no longer have any will, you have bewitched me
With your voice, your curly hair, you have enchanted me
If you were found selling conch shells
You are what I was looking for, my brunette, my passion
Conch girl, whoever saw you, so naive and capricious
With your walk like a goddess, and to think that you loved me
If I had known what you were selling, my clumsiness, my great god
Conch girl, conch shells
Conch girl, you smiled
Conch girl, conch shells
Conch girl, you smiled