La Cumbia Del Mole (Short English Version)

[Verse 1]
They say in Oaxaca you drink coffee with mezcal
They say in Oaxaca you drink coffee with mezcal
Herb and smoke are plenty to chase away evil eye
Herb and smoke are plenty to chase away evil eye

[Pre-Chorus]
I like to try the mole
That Soledad is goin' to grind
I like to try the mole
That Soledad is goin' to grind

[Chorus]
O my darlin' Soledad
She's gonna cook a molito
By the skies of my Monte Álban
At night I'm dreaming to see you

Mi querida Soledad
Me va a guisar un molito
By the skies of my Monte Álban
At night I'm dreaming to see you

[Verse 2]
You first need to get the peanuts
You get the salt and the bread
You grind and you fry the chilies
You boil the chocolate

Get cinnamon and banana
Get cloves and oregano
Get thyme and the blackest pepper
You grind it in México, óyelo

[Interludio]
You grind it, you grind it, you grind it
You grind it, you grind it, you grind it, you grind it
You grind it, you grind it, you grind it
You grind it, you grind it, you grind it

You first need to get the peanuts
You get the salt and the bread
You grind and you fry the chilies
You boil the chocolate

Get cinnamon and banana
Get cloves and oregano
Get thyme and the blackest pepper
You grind the chocolate

You grind
You grind
You grind
You grind

[Verse 3]
They say in Oaxaca hot water with chocolate
They say in Oaxaca hot water with chocolate
They say at the fiesta the burning of lights will tell
They say at the fiesta the burning of lights will tell

[Pre-Chorus]
What is your kind of promise
For Soledad what kind of spell
What is your kind of promise
For Soledad what kind of spell

[Chorus]
Mi querida Soledad
Me va a guisar un molito
By the skies of my Monte Álban
At night I'm dreaming to see you

O my darlin' Soledad
She's gonna cook a molito
By the skies of my Monte Álban
At night I'm dreaming to see you

O my darlin' Soledad
She's gonna cook a molito
By the skies of my Monte Álban
At night I'm dreaming to see you

O my darlin' Soledad
She's gonna cook a molito
By the skies of my Monte Álban
At night I'm dreaming to see you