Fenesta Vascia

Low window of a cruel mistress
How many sighs you've made me let out!
This heart burns, like a candle
Beautiful, when I hear you call my name!
Today, take the lesson from the snow!
The snow? Cold and it gets eaten up
And you, why are you so harsh and cruel?!
Dead I see myself and you won’t help me!?

I want to become a young man
With a little jug to sell water
For me, huh? From these little palaces
Beautiful women, oh! Who wants water?
A little girl spills it from up there
Who? This kid who goes selling water?
And I respond, with careful words
Yes, it's tears of love and not water!