Las Mañanitas
Miguel Aceves Mejía
The Little Mornings
In the fresh and perfumed little morning of your birthday
Receive, my beloved, the sweetness of my song
You will find on your window a fresh bouquet of flowers
That my heart offers you, my dear love
These are the little mornings
That King David used to sing
Today, because it's your birthday
We sing them to you
Wake up, my dear, wake up
Look, it's already dawn
The birds are already singing
The Moon has already set
How beautiful is the morning
In which I come to greet you
We all come with joy
And pleasure to congratulate you
The day you were born
All the flowers were born
In the baptismal font
The nightingales sang
Dawn is coming
The daylight has come
Wake up, my love
Look, it's already dawn
Today, because it's your birthday
I have come to sing to you
