Mari
Mapi Quintana
Mari
Coloradina and pretty, let the miners call me that
And if they call me again, I'll go to the mine with them
If you love me, tell me, and if not, tell me to leave
Don't leave me out in the cold, I'm not a water pitcher
There's a young boy at the dance, rummaging through his pockets
They're pieces of iron he picked up on the stairs
The miller will thresh
How well threshed it is
From the highest part of the sky, nine carnations fell
Three Pepes, three Antonios, and three beloved Manueles
I'd give a coin for Antonio, a penny for Pepín
For a Manolín from the soul, I'd give my whole life
The miller will thresh
How well threshed it is
If you want me for yourself, I'll be a strong wall
But if you want someone else, I'll be a lightning bolt in leaving
To the sea you go, dear Pepe
To the sea you go, I'll go to see you off
To the sea you go, dear Pepe
To the sea you go, I'll go to see you off
I don't want you to love me or have affection for me
Nor do I want you to go around saying you're going to marry me
To the sea you go, dear Pepe
To the sea you go, I'll go to see you off
To the sea you go, dear Pepe
To the sea you go, I'll go to see you off
For the descent of Tronco, there's a well-known village
Called Carraluz, abundant in turnips
To the sea you go, dear Pepe
To the sea you go, I'll go to see you off
To the sea you go, dear Pepe
To the sea you go, I'll go to see you off