Maria Chuchena

Maria Chuchena was sitting on the edge
Sitting on the edge, Maria Chuchena was
Maria Chuchena was sitting on the edge
Sitting on the edge, Maria Chuchena was
With her dress on her legs, picking white flowers
Maria Chuchena was sitting on the edge
With her dress on her legs, picking white flowers
Maria Chuchena was sitting on the edge

Maria Chuchena went to bathe
By the water's edge, very close to the sea
Maria Chuchena was bathing
And the fisherman was watching her, saying:
Maria, Maria
My roof your house, my roof mine
My roof your house, my roof mine
My roof the house of Maria Garcia

A yellow Calandria flew out from there
A yellow Calandria, flew out from there
A yellow Calandria flew out from there
A yellow Calandria, flew out from there
And in its beak it carried a Rose of Castile
And the wind was stripping it like a wonder
And in its beak it carried a Rose of Castile
And the wind was stripping it like a wonder

Maria Chuchena went to bathe
By the water's edge, very close to the sea
Maria Chuchena was bathing
And the fisherman was watching her, saying:
Maria, Maria
My roof your house, my roof mine
My roof your house, my roof mine
My roof the house of Maria Garcia

Tell me which flower suits you, to go cut it
To go cut it, tell me which flower suits you
Tell me which flower suits you, to go cut it
To go cut it, tell me which flower suits you
If Azucena or Poppy, oh wonder of the sea
So when you are alone, you have someone to talk to
If Azucena or Poppy, oh wonder of the sea
So when you are alone, you have someone to talk to

Maria Chuchena went to bathe
By the water's edge, very close to the sea
Maria Chuchena was bathing
And the fisherman was watching her, saying:
Maria, Maria
My roof your house, my roof mine
My roof your house, my roof mine
My roof the house of Maria Garcia