Foliada de Nadela
Zapatos de chiculate
Tenos a miña cadela
Pra leva-las ovelliñas
Ás feiriñas de Nadela
Aló ven o gaiteiro
Por detrás do pinar
Hastra os pinos lle axudan
Á gaitiña a tocar
Indo eu pra non sei donde
Vendo eu a non sei quén
Á porta de, xa me entendes
Non me poido acordar ben
Andivecheste alabando
Polos muiños moendo
Que te casabas comigo
E iso era en eu querendo
A rula vaise queixando
Que lle levaron o niño
Que che mandou facer rula
Tanto á veira do camiño
Algún día ben pensaches
Do meu corazón ter froles
Agora vai ós codesos
Que chos hai nos arredores
Foliada de Nadela
Shoes of chiculate
I have my dog
To take the little sheep
To the fairs of Nadela
There comes the bagpiper
Behind the pine grove
Even the pines help him
To play the little bagpipe
Going I don't know where
Seeing I don't know who
At the door of, you know
I can't remember well
You went praising
By the mills grinding
That you were marrying me
And that was what I wanted
The cart is complaining
That they took the child
That you sent to make the cart
So much by the roadside
One day you thought
Of having flowers in my heart
Now go to the elderberries
That there are around