Sirviñaco

I told you we got married,
you saying maybe;
it would be good if we tried
to see how that goes.

I propose sirviñaco,
if your parents allow
for the tobacco harvest
let's go work.

I'll buy you a new skirt,
at the Sumalao fair,
it's a matter of trying
to live together.

And if your parents find out,
they'll have consolation,
that all things have
their time.

And if God gives us a little one,
I won't lack
the will to walk together
or the courage to work.

I propose as a sign
to know if you love me
when you go to gather firewood
whistle like a partridge