La Lechera
Ialma
The Milkmaid
Since I was a girl I was a milkmaid
Very happy and very blessed
I was born between two mountains
Near Villaviciosa
For loving a man so much
I was deceived by the world
Of those cursed loves
That made me miserable
Of those cursed loves
I am left with only one comfort
A child with blue eyes
He looks like an angel from heaven
At night when I put him to bed
He doesn't sleep without me singing
The songs of that man
Who travels the world ahead
I no longer go for walks
Nor do I go out on the road
I don't want anyone to know
The story of the milkmaid
