Negra María

Bruna, bruna, Mary was born
And she's in the cradle,
Born in the daytime,
She'll have good fortune.

Her mother will sew
Her long dress.
And she'll enter the party
In a white outfit
And she'll be the queen
When Mary
Turns fifteen.

We'll call you, Black Mary,
Black Mary who opened her eyes at carnival.

You'll have big eyes, Mary
Pearl-white teeth,
Brown skin.

Oh, how red your lips will be,
Oh, what a rhythm
Your body will have.

Let's go to the dance, come on, Mary,

Black mother, black girl, black.
They'll sing for you
The guitars and violins
And the moans of the bandoneon.

We'll call you, Black Mary,
Black Mary who opened her eyes at carnival.

Bruna, bruna, Mary has died
And she's in the cradle,
She left in the daytime,
Without seeing the moon.

They'll cover your dream
With a white stick.
And you'll leave this world
In a long dress
And never again,
Black Mary, will you turn fifteen.

We'll mourn you, Black Mary,
Black Mary, you closed your eyes at carnival.

Oh, how sad was your fate
Angel of fluff
Dark carnation.
Oh, how dark your bed will be
Oh, what silence your dream will have.

You're going to heaven, Black Mary.
The mother cries, the girl sleeps, black.

They'll bleed for you
The guitars and violins
And the sorrows of the bandoneon.

We'll mourn you, Black Mary,
Black Mary, you closed your eyes at carnival.

Ah.