Vamonos Pa' Casa (sevillana)

Let's go home now, it's getting late
That it's getting late, let's go home because it's getting late
Let's go home, my friend, because it's getting late, because it's getting late
That it's getting late
That it's getting late
That it's getting late
That tomorrow early, my friend, we'll go to El Rocío
Let's go to El Rocío. Let's go to El Rocío
Let's go to El Rocío
Let's go to El Rocío to fulfill the promise, my friend, that I made
That I made

In your beautiful eyes I see my luck
I see my luck in your beautiful eyes, I see my luck
And in your beautiful eyes, my friend, I see my luck
I see my luck. I see my luck
I see my luck
I see my luck because if you forget me, my friend, it will be my death
It will be my death
It will be my death
It will be my death
It will be my death
And I live in the world, my friend, to love you, to love you

Last night I dreamed that you were mine
That you were mine, last night I dreamed
That you were mine, last night I dreamed, my friend, that you were mine
That you were mine
That you were mine
That you were mine
That you were mine
Every day so great, my friend, if it were true
If it were true
If it were true, if it were true
If it were true that the dream I had, my friend, would come true
It would come true

The illusion of life is a moment
It's a moment, the illusion of life
It's a moment
The illusion of life, my friend, is a moment, it's a moment
It's a moment
It's a moment
It's a moment that if not taken advantage of, my friend, it's suffering
They are sufferings
They are sufferings
They are sufferings
They are sufferings
And I want to live it, my friend, always happy
Always happy