Una Tarde De Verano
Fortuna
An Afternoon of Summer
An afternoon of summer
I passed by the Moorish quarter
And I saw a Moorish woman washing
At the foot of a cold fountain
I told her beautiful Moorish woman
I told her beautiful Moorish woman
Let my horses drink
From these crystal waters
- I am not a Moorish woman, sir
I am born in Spain
I was captivated by the Moors
On Easter Day
If you want to come with me
I would take you to Spain
- And the clothes, sir
Where would I leave them?
- What is silk and wool
Would go on my horses
And what is of no use
Would return by the river
Upon arriving in these fields
The girl cries and sighs
Why do you cry, beautiful girl
Why do you cry, lovely girl
- I cry because in these fields
My father used to come hunting
With my little brother Alejandro
And all his company
Open doors and windows
Balconies and galleries
For bringing a wife
I bring you my sister
