Alegria de Cadiz
Rocío Jurado
Joy of Cadiz
In Chipiona I was raised
In Chipiona I was raised
Look for me in Chipiona
Look for me in Chipiona
If I were to get lost
If I were to get lost
The streams and the fountains
The streams and the fountains
Don't want to mix their waters
Don't want to mix their waters
With my burning tears
With my burning tears
My mother told me
Not to trust, neither your
eyes that look like traitors nor
your words
If because I don't have a mother
If because I don't have a mother
You come looking for me at home
You come looking for me at home
Go and find me in the street
Go and find me in the street
My mother told me
Not to trust, neither your
eyes that look like traitors nor
your words
