Los Barandales Del Puente

The railings of the bridge
They tremble when I pass by
My brunette, give me a hug

Give me your hand, brunette
To get on the tram
As the cold snow is falling

If it's falling, let it fall
Let it fall little by little
My brunette, give me a little kiss

Of all, I love you
I don't pay attention to the others
My brunette, give me a hug

Of all, I love you
To none of the others
My brunette, light of the moon

Of all, I love you
To the others, just a little
My brunette, give me a little kiss

Now with this, I say goodbye
Cutting orange blossom flowers
Here the railings end