Malagueñas Y Verdiales

Today they walk hand in hand
To say they haven't died
Malaga has roots that overflow with feeling

I want to tell you singing
With airs of our land
I want to tell you singing
That my soul cries with sorrow
Seeing that you are forgetting
The dance of malagueñas

Tambourines and cymbals
Feeling of a lively land
Tambourines and cymbals
Guitars and castanets
A captive feeling
That I carry imprisoned in my veins

Sing to me with malagueñas
Dance for me with verdiales
Sing to me with malagueñas
Feeling a tradition
Always carrying with strength
Malagueñas and verdiales in your heart