Cuerdas de mi guitarra

Strings of my guitar
that in sweet laments
are sounding.

They weep because when they weep
my eyes also
are crying.
(same notes as the previous stanza)

Sing, little guitar of my life
that upon hearing your sweet notes
I die of joy. (2)

Ah, ah, ah, ah
D#
Ah, ah, ah, ah
D
Ah, ah, ah, ah
For the love
of my Andalusian sky
is the song I sing
sun of my Spanish sky
brave blood in my heart

Sing guitar for me
for my gypsy race
sing for me.

You
you know how to sing
you know how to cry for me.