La Filipina

I hope luck doesn't abandon me
I bring bouquets of wheat and jasmine
When I approached the shore
I heard voices singing and saying
Look, look The Ebro, has signed an oath
To die with the sea

They used to tell me
The dreams of cold water
They used to tell me
The stars I saw
By its water it flowed

You don't have a shawl
You don't have a manila shawl
You want to be empress
Of the Filipina

I don't have a penny
I have a fine shell
Under the clothesline we
Will do little things

The Virgin of Pilar says
She doesn't want to be French
She wants to be the captain of the Aragonese troops

You don't have a shawl
You don't have a manila shawl
You want to be empress
Of the Filipina

I don't have a penny
I have a thorn shell
I will drink the whole river
To reach your side