Ai Chico Chico

Wearing a hat at three knocks
And a scarf around his neck
Chico in the revelries
Causing a stir in the neighborhood

It's a city where flies
The ungrateful time with it
And the fate that is his punishment
Every night he sings it
At that old postern
Where he courts Lisbon

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now

On a rough pine table
He has geraniums in a jar
A jug of wine
And a clay Saint Anthony
Next to the old scarf
And some fancy breeches
He keeps the green-mauve fan of the gypsy Salomé
For whom Chico in Aqualva
Stirred up a commotion in a tavern

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now

On the wall between two pairs
Of red banderillas
The jacket with braids
And the whip of the teams
There he has the sash and the beret
That adorn right at the entrance
The embalmed head of the famous Ramalhete
Who gave him a hard time
In a bullfight in Alcochete

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now

When longing visits him
And there's more salt in his life
He takes out of a chintz bag
A broken guitar
After a glass of wine
His eyes turn into nightingales
Oh they turn black, black
The tresses the color of ermine
And there, following all the rules
Crying, he sings softly

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now

Oh Chico Chico, with the scarf
Who saw you before and who sees you now