La Presó De Lleida

In the city of Lleida there is a prison, never lacking prisoners; small, pretty, the baron brings enough, lireta, liró. One hundred and fifty prisoners sing a song, the girl listens to them, small, pretty, from the top of the watchtower, lireta, liró. Sing, sing, good prisoners, from here I will get you out, I will go see my father, small, pretty, I will ask for forgiveness, lireta, liró. Oh, father, my father, I ask you for a gift. Oh, father, my father, small, pretty, the keys to the prison, lireta, liró. Oh, daughter Margarida, tomorrow I will hang them all, Oh, father, my father, small, pretty, hang me too, lireta, liró. And on each gallows put a bouquet of flowers, so that people passing by, small, pretty, can smell the good scent, lireta, liró.