Xiringüelu

Turn around, handsome, turn around
I want to see the lining of your jacket, of your jacket, of your jacket

Turn around, handsome, turn around
I want to see the lining of your jacket

The little tree has three leaves, mother
They were moved by the wind
They danced, they moved
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés

(Dancer, you're dancing, raise your arms up
It looks like they're sewn to your belly)

You say you don't love me because I'm poor
The stork is even poorer and sleeps in the tower
Sleeps in the tower, sleeps in the tower
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés

The little tree has three leaves, mother
They were moved by the wind
They danced, they moved
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés

Turn around, dancer
Turn lightly and gracefully
Look, they're all watching you
All the young men at the dance

(Light breeze, breeze, brunette
I want to see the sway of your hips)

Sway the skirt
Sway it, I can't see it
Sway the skirt
Dance the Xiringüelu

Come with me, girl, let's go to Xixón
And you'll see how beautiful the waves are
How beautiful they are, how beautiful they are
Come with me, girl, and you'll see the sea
And you'll see the waves already rising

The little tree has three leaves, mother
One on the branch, two on the foot
Two on the foot, two on the foot
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés

The little tree has three leaves, mother
They were moved by the wind
They danced, they moved
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés
Inés, Inés, little Inés, Inés