Pájaro Pinto
Joselito
Spotted Bird
Spotted little bird that in the morning singing
You perch on my window
With your sweet trills you take away my sleep
And to listen to you I come to your appointment
Because I want, I want to learn your song
Since you know how to do it like no one else
Sing, little bird, sing
Leave in my throat your pleasant sound
Give me from your golden beak the rich treasure
That is in your song
Tell me, little bird, tell me
Who gave you the sublime art of singing?
Little bird, I wish that my voice
Had your celestial gift
Spotted bird that spreads your flight
And shows in your wings colors of the sky
Come to my window, when you perch
Singing, carnations and roses bloom
Because I want, I want to learn your song
Since you know how to do it like no one else
Sing, little bird, sing
Leave in my throat your pleasant sound
Give me from your golden beak the rich treasure
That is in your song
Tell me, little bird, tell me
Who gave you the sublime art of singing?
Little bird, I wish that my voice had
Your celestial gift
