I Don't know how to win me It looks like a divine technique Who am I to question? Don't And you can't copy She refuses to imitate And what she knows won't teach you Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona She believes in Don Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona She is the sun Her love is ultraviolet Her presence causes a pact Like a comet Desperate for vanity Carries simplicity Desperate for futility Faithful to her truth I've never seen the same Nor will I ever see So sweet and independent She likes to live With that trick That Cassia always wanted And I only ask God This woman For me to be happy She has the Don She doesn't know how to win me It looks like a divine thing Who am I to question? Don't And you can't copy She refuses to imitate And what she knows won't teach you Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona She has the Don Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona My gift is to be free I am Owner of my verses and flowers I've had many flavors But I saw in the manas Magic, freedom and colors This life is too crazy It rhymes like hell I'm a daughter of a strong woman For me it was mother and father I'm sweet because those drawings give Superpowers She just wants to travel Win the world and sing In the end Every girl has a story to tell She has the Don She doesn't know how to win me It looks like a divine thing Who am I to question? Don't And you can't copy She refuses to imitate And what she knows won't teach you Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona She has the Don She has the Don Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona Dona, dona, dona, dona, dona, dona She has the Don She has the Don She has the Don She has the Don She has the Don She has the Don She doesn't know how to win me It looks like a divine thing Who am I to question? Don't She refuses to imitate And what she knows won't teach you When she's tonight How do you know? How do you know?