Paco, Paco, Paco

Paco, paco, paco, my paco
Paco, paco, paco

Seven children go, paco, paco, paco, seven children go
Seven children go, on the road to Seville, paco
On the road to Seville, paco
On the road to Seville, paco, paco, paco, seven children go

Seven children, with one of the seven, paco
With one of the seven, paco
With one of the seven, paco, paco, paco, my love goes

They are thieves and steal like no one else, paco
And steal like no one else, paco
And steal like no one else, paco, paco, paco, the hearts

Here come the migueletes across the plain
The migueletes, they come across the plain
Come here cousin and sit here
Here come the migueletes across the plain

The migueletes, but they are nothing special
Come here cousin and sit here
But they are nothing special for the seven

What bravery the seven children have
Come here cousin and sit here
The bravery of the seven children from Andalusia

The wind sighs for the flat Écija, paco
For the flat Écija, paco
For the flat Écija, paco, paco, paco the wind sighs

The wind sighs, ringing the bells, paco
Ringing the bells, paco
Ringing the bells, paco, paco, paco of the convents

Seven sorrels and seven black capes, paco
And seven black capes, paco
And seven black capes, paco, paco, paco of captains