Yo Tengo Una Copla Riojana

I have a Riojan copla,
I give it to you with love,
I made it from splinters of my soul,
Dreams of an illusion
That returns bringing the aroma
Of your Rioja turned into a flower;
I have a Riojan copla,
I give it to you with love.

When carnival arrives
Alone and without being called
My copla will come to make you cry.
Following the path to Rioja
My mouth seeks you wanting to kiss.

I would like to look into your eyes
So sweet to gaze upon
To dry with a kiss the dew
They shed while crying;
Tie my guitar in a verse
And let it become a song.
I have a Riojan copla
I give it to you with love.

When carnival arrives
Alone and without being called
My copla will come to make you cry.
Following the path to Rioja
My mouth seeks you wanting to kiss.
Wanting to kiss, wanting to kiss.