LEARN LYRICS

It's three in the morning

They say that a little saint haunts

Softly I hear that he says

Walk slowly, oh mama

Walk slowly

My dream tells me don't go

My legs tell me just a bit

And when I finally notice, damn

I move little by little, oh mama

I move little by little

Could you be Zapata

The one that I hear here

With your perpetual light

That I saw in your eyes

In my mind it's heard

That tells me like this

In my mind it's heard

That tells me like this

Through the shade of the jungle

A gunshot was heard

And a black rooster fell

Down Miracle Street

If you say that you love me

With everything all in

And you go with me

We raise dust

Ay ay ay ay

When I dream of you

The dew takes shape

Along my whole path

Ay ay ay ay

When I dream of you

There's neither fear nor doubt

About my destiny

My lord of lightning

For Zapata

From south to north

And from north to south

Celso Piña

And Totó La Momposina

It's three in the morning

They say that a little saint haunts

Softly I hear that he says

Walk slowly, oh mama

Walk slowly

My dream tells me don't go

My legs tell me just a bit

And when I finally notice, damn

I move little by little, oh mama

I move little by little

Could you be Zapata

The one that I hear here

With your perpetual light

That I saw in your eyes

In my mind it's heard

That tells me like this

That in my mind is heard

That tells me like this

Through the shade of the jungle

A shot is heard

And a black rooster fell

Down Miracle Street

If you say that you love me

With everything all in

And you go with me

We raise dust

Ay ay ay ay

When I dream of you

The dew takes shape

Along my whole path

Ay ay ay ay

When I dream of you

There's neither fear nor doubt

About my destiny