Mi Petenera

Throwing out a verse
Isn't just joy
'Cause the deepest sorrow
Is wrapped in a song
And in the calm night
Of Andalusia
In my heart a verse
I feel it rise

Solea, the soleares
Martinete, petenera
Soul of old songs
That no one remembers anymore
You're a lily left behind
No one loves you anymore
You wander through this world
My little petenera
You wander through this world
My little petenera

In the Andalusian night
The wind picks up
The rustle of the leaves
From the palm grove
And in the shadows it reaches me
Like a lament
An old guitar starts to wail
A song that drifts aimlessly
Searching for a sonata
Someone to feel it and sing it
My little soul's darling
I know, it went looking for warmth
Found no one to hold it
It's freezing to death
My little one on the street
It's freezing to death
My little one on the street
My little one on the street
It's freezing to death
My little one on the street