Al llegar la estacion cariņosa
Donde alegres cantaban las aves
Vamos pues mi querida Rosita
A escuchar esos dulces cantares
Upon the arrival of the caring season
During which happily the birds would sing
Let's go then my beloved Rosita
To listen to the sweet chanting
Ya cayo un pajarillo jilguero
Ya cayo un pajarillo silvestre
Ya cayo un par de gorriones
Ya cayo el gavilan prisionero
A little goldfinch has fallen
A little wild bird has fallen
A couple of sparrows have fallen
A prisoner hawk has fallen
Cuando a mexico vaya Rosita
A venderlos a la capital
Cinco pesos sera el menos precio
Que ellos puedan valer por alla
When to Mexico Rosita goes
To sell them in the capital
Five pesos will be the minimum price
That they can go for over there
Si al pasar te pregunta una dama
Que si son pajarillos silvestres
Les diras que su tierra no es esta
Que los traes de tierra caliente
If while passing by a lady asks you
If they're wild birds
You'll say that this land is not theirs
That you've brought them from the hot land
Ya se va mi querida Rosita
Se despide con gusto y afan
Soy seņores la pajarerita
Quien de ustedes con ella se va
My beloved Rosita is leaving now
She says goodbye with pleasure and in a hurry
Gentlemen I am the bird lady
Who of you will go with her
Ya lo saben que soy pajarera
Que de a diario yo vivo en los campos
Disfrutando de la primavera
De las aves y sus pulidos cantos
Now you know I'm the bird lady
Who lives her days in the countryside
Enjoying the springtime
The birds and their gracious singing
Last edited by bedroomeyes; 08-08-2014 at 04:55 PM.
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