A La Lima Y Al Limon
La vecinita de enfrente no, no,
no tiene los ojos grandes.
Ni tiene el talle de espiga, no, no,
ni son su labios de sangre.
Nadie se acerca a su reja,
nadie llama en sus cristales.
Que sólo el vieno de noche
es quien le ronda la calle.
Y los niños cantan a la rueda, rueda.
Esta triste copla que el viento le lleva.
A la Lima y al Limón,
tu no tienes quien te quiera.
A la Lima y al Limón,
te vas a quedar soltera.
Que penita y que dolor.
Que penita y que dolor,
la vecinita de enfrente soltera se quedó.
Solterita se quedó.
A la Lima y al Limón.
La vecinita de enfrente no, no,
nunca pierde la esperanza.
Y espera de noche y día, si, si,
a quel amor que no pasa.
Se han casado sus amigas,
se han casado sus hermanas.
Y ella compuesta y sin novio
se ha quedado en la ventana.
Y los niños cantan a la rueda, rueda.
El mismo estribillo que el viento le lleva.
A la Lima y al Limón,
tu no tienes quien te quiera.
A la Lima y al Limón,
te vas a quedar soltera.
Que penita y que dolor.
Que penita y que dolor,
la vecinita de enfrente soltera se quedó.
Solterita se quedó.
A la Lima y al Limón.
La vecinita de enfrente si, si,
a los treinta se ha casado,
con un señor de cincuenta, si, si,
que dicen que es magistrado.
Lo luce por los paseos,
lo luce por los teatros.
Y va siempre por la calle
cogidita de su brazo.
Y con ironía siempre tararea,
el mismo estribillo de la rueda, rueda.
A la Lima y al Limón,
que ya tengo quien me quiera
A la Lima y al Limón,
que no me quedé soltera.
Ya mi pena se acabó.
Ya mi pena se acabó,
que un hombre llamó a mi puerta y le dí mi corazón,
y conmigo se casó.
A la Lima y al Limón.
To the Lime and Lemon
The neighbor across the street, no, no,
Doesn't have big eyes.
Nor does she have a slender figure, no, no,
Nor are her lips of blood.
No one approaches her gate,
No one calls on her windows.
Only the wind at night
Is the one who wanders the street.
And the children sing in a circle, circle.
This sad song that the wind carries away.
To the Lime and Lemon,
You have no one who loves you.
To the Lime and Lemon,
You will remain single.
What a pity and what pain.
What a pity and what pain,
The neighbor across the street remained single.
She remained single.
To the Lime and Lemon.
The neighbor across the street, no, no,
Never loses hope.
And waits day and night, yes, yes,
For that love that doesn't come.
Her friends have married,
Her sisters have married.
And she, composed and without a boyfriend,
Has stayed at the window.
And the children sing in a circle, circle.
The same chorus that the wind carries away.
To the Lime and Lemon,
You have no one who loves you.
To the Lime and Lemon,
You will remain single.
What a pity and what pain.
What a pity and what pain,
The neighbor across the street remained single.
She remained single.
To the Lime and Lemon.
The neighbor across the street, yes, yes,
At thirty she got married,
To a fifty-year-old man, yes, yes,
They say he's a magistrate.
She shows him off in the promenades,
She shows him off in the theaters.
And always walks down the street
Holding onto his arm.
And with irony, she always hums,
The same chorus of the circle, circle.
To the Lime and Lemon,
I already have someone who loves me.
To the Lime and Lemon,
I didn't remain single.
My sorrow is over.
My sorrow is over,
For a man knocked on my door and I gave him my heart,
And he married me.
To the Lime and Lemon.