El Vino de Mi Copla
Entre verdes carolinos
Y cenizos olivares
Y un asperjado de trinos
Así nacen mis cantares
La copla lleva consigo
La alegría que da el vino
Ave que sabe andar sola
Y acompañada de amigos
Es el vino de mi copla
Copla y vino que te ofrezco
Solo has de poner tu boca
Para envinar tus adentros
Hay en cuyo una cosecha
Que me espera y tiene fecha
El sarmiento llora tanto
Mientras que la buena viña
Es un pañuelo esquinado
Enjugando lagrimillas
Que linda moza es la uvera
Y que hermosos sus racimos
Piel negra de la morena
Canto nuevo de los vinos
The Wine of My Song
Among green carolinos
And ashen olive groves
And sprinkled with trills
That's how my songs are born
The song carries with it
The joy that wine brings
Bird that knows how to walk alone
And accompanied by friends
It's the wine of my song
Song and wine that I offer you
You just have to put your mouth
To wine your insides
There is a harvest
That awaits me and has a date
The vine branch cries so much
While the good vineyard
Is a cornered handkerchief
Drying little tears
How beautiful is the grape picker
And how beautiful her bunches
Dark skin of the brunette
New song of the wines