Nana para un amante
Fuxan Os Ventos
Nana for a Lover
Who's that walking by the door,
my darling husband lying next to me
and hum, hum.
Who's tapping on the window,
it's the father of the one crying in bed
and hum, hum.
Not tonight, my dear,
the father of the child is in bed with you.
And hum, hum, little one
Son of a gun!,
he was heading to Ribadeo,
the wind turned against him
and he returned home
and hum, hum.
Not tonight
the father of the baby is in bed with you
and hum, hum, little one
And if you want something,
meet me on the road
because early tomorrow
I have to go to the mill
and hum, hum.
Not tonight, my dear,
the father of the child is in bed with you.
And hum, hum, little one
If you didn't understand it before,
understand it now
that the father of the one crying is with me
and hum, hum.
Not tonight
the father of the baby is in bed with you.
