La Morena de Mi Copla

Julia García de las Torres
Painted her house in Utrera
Leaving more streaks
Than spiders in a cave
She breaks the lettuce
In her garden with her tapping
Because her feet are as big
As a coffin

Paparaparapapaaaaa
Paaapaaa
Paparaparapapaaa
Paparapapa
Chimpon

Brunette, with two cans of carnations
Twisted on a railing
There are no two women like you
Brunette, mend your shawl
And put away the guitar
That sounds like a drum

When she ran away from home
Because she likes a jota
She left with a firefighter
Singing like a crazy person
With a certain charm
She sings the 'granaina' from Estepa
The 'bulerias' from Asturias
And the 'sardana' from La Mancha

Paparaparapapaaaaa
Paaapaaa
Paparaparapapaaa
Paparapapa
Chimpon

Brunette, with a drawer of carnations
Fell from a railing
That don't even smell good up close
Brunette, with three pieces on her shawl
When she plays her guitar
I think a tractor is passing by