Song – You are an Angel (Folkloric)
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I love you and exalt you, my beloved
Your glances have stolen my soul
You have taken away my last bit of tranquility
I don’t know if it’s just an illusion
Your little eyes didn’t know how to cry
And now they cry with such bitterness
Crying seems like madness to them
Cry, cry with blind passion
BOMBA FOR HER!
Pineapples in the pineapple grove
Ripe ones are set aside
That’s what will happen to you
If your mom doesn’t marry you
BOMBA FOR HIM!
If my mom doesn’t marry me
It’s because we haven’t agreed
If I don’t marry you
It’s not your concern, pal
You’re an angel, you’re a star
You’re an angel, you’re a rose
I ask for your hand in marriage
Even if it’s in our final goodbye
I sing to you by moonlight
My beloved, with blind passion
This song is the sad lament
Of my aching heart
I love you and sing to you, my beloved
Your little eyes steal my tranquility
I carry you engraved in my soul
Just like an illusion
