Muchachita Pueblerina

Little village girl
I'll tell you that it fascinates me
Your look, your smile
Your little mouth is so divine

Looking at your waist
And thinking about your beauty
My madness grows

Little village girl
A fine little filly
It doesn't even surpass
The cadence of your step

I don't lose hope
To caress that braid
And to take you by my arm

I'll wait for you on Sunday
And there, when you leave mass
I'm going to tell you that I love you
I love you, your smile drives me crazy

I'm going to bring you some flowers
I will confess my loves to you
And I will be filled with joy
If you agree to give me a kiss
And may your shawl cover us

Little village girl
A fine little filly
It does not surpass, not even
The cadence of your step

I don't lose hope
To caress your braid
And to take you by my arm

I'll wait for you on Sunday
And there, when you leave mass
I'm going to tell you that I love you
I love you, your smile drives me crazy

I'm going to bring you some flowers
I will confess my loves to you
And I will be filled with joy
If you agree to give me a kiss
And may your shawl cover us