Pájaro Pinto
Pajarito pinto que por la mañana cantando
Te posas sobre mi ventana
Con tu dulces trinos el sueño me quitas
Y para escucharte acudo a tu cita
Porque quiero, quiero tu canto aprender
Pues tu como nadie lo sabes hacer
Canta, pajarito, canta
Deja en mi garganta tu agradable son
Dame de tu pico de oro el rico tesoro
Que ha en tu canción
Dime, pajarito, dime
¿Quién te dio el sublime arte de cantar?
Pajarito yo quisiera que mi voz
Tuviera tu don celestial
Pajarito pinto que tiendes tu vuelo
Y luces en tu alas colores de cielo
Ven a mi ventana que cuando te posas
Cantando florecen claveles y rosas
Porque quiero, quiero tu canto aprender
Pues tu como nadie lo sabes hacer
Canta, pajarito, canta
Deja en mi garganta tu agradable son
Dame de tu pico de oro el rico tesoro
Que ha en tu canción
Dime, pajarito, dime
¿Quién te dio el sublime arte de cantar?
Pajarito yo quisiera que mi voz tuviera
Tu don celestial
Spotted Bird
Spotted little bird that in the morning singing
You perch on my window
With your sweet trills you take away my sleep
And to listen to you I come to your appointment
Because I want, I want to learn your song
Since you know how to do it like no one else
Sing, little bird, sing
Leave in my throat your pleasant sound
Give me from your golden beak the rich treasure
That is in your song
Tell me, little bird, tell me
Who gave you the sublime art of singing?
Little bird, I wish that my voice
Had your celestial gift
Spotted bird that spreads your flight
And shows in your wings colors of the sky
Come to my window, when you perch
Singing, carnations and roses bloom
Because I want, I want to learn your song
Since you know how to do it like no one else
Sing, little bird, sing
Leave in my throat your pleasant sound
Give me from your golden beak the rich treasure
That is in your song
Tell me, little bird, tell me
Who gave you the sublime art of singing?
Little bird, I wish that my voice had
Your celestial gift
Escrita por: R. Freyre / J. Solano