I'm a poor peasant boy, I'm a dirt farmer's son
And I feel like a king when I know that my work is all done
For the twilight I know, there is a place I must go
And sing my song of love for one who waits all alone
Yo te amo, Maria, Maria, amor
Yo te amo, Maria, Maria, amor
All the beautiful sights, all the great city lights
Where most people must run to try to have fun, not for me
Oh this woman of mine is much sweeter than wine
And I spend all the time I can find with my Maria
Yo te amo, Maria, Maria, amor
Yo te amo, Maria, Maria, amor



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