Pajarillo Baranqueno

Little bird, little bird
Little bird, from Baranqueno

What pretty eyes you have, too bad they belong to someone else.........
What little bird is that..........
That sings in that lime tree.........
Go and tell it not to sing, it’s breaking my heart...........

What little bird is that..............
That sings in that fig tree..........
Go and tell it not to sing, to wait until I’m dead

*Hey, here’s a shoutout to all the folks
from good old JEREZ ZACATECAS, let’s go!!!*

With this little golden key..........
Open my chest and you’ll see...........
How much I love you and the shit you put me through ........

With this little golden box...........
Look at what’s inside..........
It carries sorrows, carries loves, and a bit of feelings...........

Now with this, I say goodbye............
With my soul, in sad farewells...............
I’ve sung to you the pains and sorrows of my lifeaaaaaa............