Limosna de Amores
Lola Flores
Alms of Love
I should have been a serrano to cut my veins
When among the moans of one of my songs
You put my dark skin in suspense
With a word I didn't know
Just thinking about it gives me chills
How blind I was
When with your eyes looking into mine
You told me like this
Give me alms of love, Dolores
Give it to me out of charity
And put some flowers on me, Dolores
God will repay you
Don't deny my serrana
The water to drink
Have mercy, Samaritan
On the bitterness of my being
Oh, don't you feel sorry that I cry, Dolores
Don't you feel sorry for me
Oh, give me alms of love
Give it to me, my Dolores
Because I'm going to die
I don't need your poor wealth
Nor do I want you to fulfill that oath
It is enough and more than enough for me
That you cry rivers
Rivers of sorrows and remorse
But what you will never, ever in life
Be able to know
Is that even at the moment of my agony
I will still love you
Give me alms of love, Dolores
Give it to me out of charity
And put some flowers on me, Dolores
God will repay you
Don't deny my serrana
The water to drink
Have mercy, Samaritan
On the bitterness of my being
Oh, don't you feel sorry that I cry, Dolores
Don't you feel sorry for me
Oh, give me alms of love
Give it to me, my Dolores
Because I'm going to die
