La Violetera

Like precursor birds of spring
In Madrid appear the violet sellers
Who, proclaiming, seem like swallows
That go chirping, that go chirping

Take it, young sir, it's not worth more than a real
Buy this little bouquet
Buy this little bouquet
To wear it in the buttonhole

Her eyes are cheerful, her face smiling
What you call a typical Madrid woman
Pure and traditional, that if she squints her eyes
She captivates you, she captivates you

Take it, young sir, it's not worth more than a real
Buy this little bouquet
Buy this little bouquet
To wear it in the buttonhole

Buy this little bouquet
Buy this little bouquet
To wear it in the buttonhole