Alegria de 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