Spanish

Siete Canciones Populares Españolas

El Paño Moruno

Al paño fino, en la tienda,            
Una mancha le cayó;                   
Por menos precio se vende,         
Porque perdió su valor.             

Seguidilla Murciana

Cualquiera que el tejado              
Tenga de vidrio,                          
No debe tirar piedras                   
Al del vecino.                              
Arrieros semos;                            
¡Puede que en el camino              
Nos encontremos!                        
 
Por tu mucha inconstancia           
Yo te comparo                             
Con peseta que corre                   
De mano en mano;                      
Que al fin se borra,                      
Y creyéndola falsa                        
¡Nadie la toma!                          

Asturiana

Por ver si me consolaba,              
Arriméme à un pino verde.          
 
Y el pino, como era verde,           
Por verme llorar, lloraba.           

Jota

Dicen que no nos queremos                
Porque no nos ven hablar;                   
A tu corazón y al mio                          
Se lo pueden preguntar.                      
 
Ya me despido de tí,                            
De tu casa y tu ventana;                       
Y aunque no quiera tu madre,             
Adiós, niña, hasta mañana.                

Nana

Duérmete, niño, duerme, mi alma,      
Duérmete, lucerito de la mañana.        
 
Nanita, nana, nanita, nana,                  
Duérmete, lucerito de la mañana.        

Cancion

Por traidores, tus ojos,                 
Voy á enterrarlos;                        
No sabes lo que cuesta,                
   "del aire..."                               
Niña, el mirarlos.                         
    "madre, á la orilla..."                   
 
Dicen que no me quieres             
Ya me has querido...                    
Váyase lo ganado                         
    "del aire..."                                  
Por lo perdido.                            
    "madre, á la orilla..."                  

English

Seven Popular Spanish Songs

The Moorish Cloth

On the fine cloth in the shop
A stain has fallen;
It sells for less now,
For it has lost its value.

Seguidilla from Murcia

Whoever has a roof
Made of glass,
Should not throw stones
At his neighbor's.
Let's be mule drivers;
Perhaps in the street
We shall meet!
 
Because of your inconstancy
I compare you
To a coin that passes
From hand to hand;
At last it's rubbed smooth
And looks counterfeit,
And no one will take it!

Asturian Song

To see if it could console me,
I drew near a green pine.
 
And the pine, as it was green,
Seeing me weep, wept.

Jota

They say we are not in love
Because they don't see us speak;
They ought to ask
Both your heart and mine.
 
I must leave you now,
Leave your house and window;
And though your mother disapproves,
Goodbye, nina, until tomorrow.

Lullaby

Sleep, little one, sleep, my dearest,
Sleep, little star of the morning.
 
Lulla, lullay, lulla, lullay,
Sleep, little star of the morning.

Song

Because your eyes are traitors,
I'm going to bury them;
You don't know what it costs,
    "of air..."
Child, to gaze into them.
    "mother, on the brink..."
 
They say you don't love me
But you once did...
You came off the winner
    "of air..."
For having lost me.
    "mother, on the brink..."