La Hija Del Fletero
Los Redonditos de Ricota
The Daughter of the Delivery Man
The daughter of the delivery man, infinitely beautiful
She returned to Madrid, where she seems to be happy
That day she sent me down
I remember how her gaze turned me around
But two people who love each other, say anything
Oh! if you could remember without resentment.
In my mailbox there are a couple of her letters
They kept piling up and I don't have the courage...
Still her love unloads on me
(she never had friends together with me)
But blind people don't like the deaf
And a heart doesn't harden just because
You don't warm the same bed for two nights
She demanded and I didn't want to hear
I did everything to impress her
And left all her suffering orphaned
I didn't like how we said goodbye
Her lips gave dew and I didn't drink
Clam chowder is all I eat
(I was always less than my reputation)
