Las Mañanitas

In the fresh and perfumed little morning of your Saint
Receive, my beloved, the sweetness of my song
You will find on your window a fresh bouquet of flowers
That my heart leaves you, my little Chinese of my loves

These are the little mornings
That King David used to sing
To the pretty girls
We sing them here

If the night watchman on the corner
Would like to do me a favor
And turn off his lantern
While my love passes by

Wake up, my dear, wake up
Look, it's already dawn
The birds are singing
The Moon has already set

Now, Mr. Night Watchman
I thank you for your favor
Turn on your lantern
My love has already passed by

Golden poppy
From the plains of Tepic
If you are not in love
Fall in love with me

Wake up, my dear, wake up
Look, it's already dawn
The birds are singing
The Moon has already set