Lyrics
Eh, Morena who was seasoned?
Gypsy who has seasoned?
Your smell of clove
Eh, gypsy who has seasoned?
Morena who has seasoned?
Your cinnamon colour
The luna morena
The dance of the wind
The night’s womb
And the morning sun
The gypsy rain
The dance of the rivers
The cocoa honey
And the morning sun