Manuela
Ea
Que mi niño se duerme
Ea la ea
Con esos ojitos verdes
De sementera
En la almohada caliente
De mi pechera
Mi niño con esa mujer está mejor que con su madre
Hijo, vente con Manuela y lo cogía en mis brazos
Y yo lo tomaba que lo viera cuando venía a mi cuarto
Pidiendo que lo durmiera
Cariño, ahora no puedo ya te cogeré más tarde, vete a la salita y juega
Tengo cosas importantes
Ve y que te coja Manuela
Y no me dice mamá pa eso tiene a su mare
No hay cosa que más duela que, cada vez que me llame
Solo me diga Manuela
Mi hijo tiene de to que se lo trae su mare
Le movía el sonajero, le cambiaba los pañales
Igual que a un hijo lo quiero
El cariño de una madre no se compra con dinero
Sus sabanitas de seda y una colchita de encaje
Pa que se duerma a mi vera
Hijo, vente con tu mare dale dos besos a Manuela
Y no me dice mamá pa eso tiene a su mare
No hay cosa que más duela que, cada vez que me llame
Solo me diga Manuela
Se equivocó y me llamo mamá, en vez de Manuela
Vi que la tierra y el cielo se juntaron de repente
Manuela me dijo luego
Qué razón tiene la gente que poco dura lo bueno
Manuela, ya el niño es grande
Se acabó tu trabajo, mi niño ya entra y sale
Gracias por quererlo tanto como si fueras su mare
Manuela no llores más, ven a verlo cuando quieras
Eres el cuco que pone el huevo en otro nido
Yo la tonta sin razones que creí que era mío y he vivido de ilusiones
Ven a verlo cuando quieras
Por Dios, yo no quiero echarle más leña a la candela
Yo siempre seré su madre y tú serás su Manuela
Y no me dice mamá pa eso tiene a su mare
No hay cosa que más duela que, cada vez que me llame
Solo me diga Manuela
Manuela
Ea
That my child falls asleep
Ea la ea
With those green eyes
From the countryside
On the warm pillow
Of my chest
My child is better off with that woman than with his mother
Son, come with Manuela and I would hold you in my arms
And I would take him so he could see me when he came to my room
Asking to be put to sleep
Darling, I can't now, I'll hold you later, go to the living room and play
I have important things
Go and let Manuela hold you
And he doesn't call me mom, he has his mother for that
There's nothing more painful than, every time he calls me
He just says Manuela
My son has everything that his mother brings him
I moved his rattle, changed his diapers
Just like a son, I love him
A mother's love can't be bought with money
His silk sheets and a lace blanket
So he can sleep by my side
Son, come with your mother, give Manuela two kisses
And he doesn't call me mom, he has his mother for that
There's nothing more painful than, every time he calls me
He just says Manuela
He made a mistake and called me mom, instead of Manuela
I saw that the earth and the sky suddenly came together
Manuela later told me
How right people are that good things don't last long
Manuela, the child is grown now
Your job is done, my child comes and goes now
Thank you for loving him as if you were his mother
Manuela, don't cry anymore, come see him whenever you want
You're the cuckoo that lays the egg in another nest
I, the foolish one without reasons, thought he was mine and lived in illusions
Come see him whenever you want
For God's sake, I don't want to add fuel to the fire
I will always be his mother and you will be his Manuela
And he doesn't call me mom, he has his mother for that
There's nothing more painful than, every time he calls me
He just says Manuela