Pajarillo Barranqueño
Pajarillo, Pajarillo
Pajarillo barranqueño
Que bonitos ojos tienes
Lástima que tengan dueño
Que Pajarillo es aquel
Que canta en aquella lima
Anda dile que no cante
Que a mi corazón lástima
Toma esta llavita de oro
Abre mi pecho y verás
Lo mucho que yo te quiero
Y el mal pago que me das
Toma esta cajita de oro
Mira lo que lleva dentro
Lleva amores, y más celos
Y un poco de sentimiento
Que Pajarillo es aquel
Que canta en aquella higuera
Anda dile que no cante
Que espera que yo me muera
Ya con esta me despido
Con el alma entristecida
Ya te canté los dolores
Y las penas de mi vida
Little Bird from the Ravine
Little bird, little bird
Little bird from the ravine
How beautiful eyes you have
It's a pity they have an owner
Which bird is that
Singing in that lime tree
Go tell him not to sing
It hurts my heart
Take this little golden key
Open my chest and you'll see
How much I love you
And the bad payment you give me
Take this little golden box
See what's inside
It carries love, and more jealousy
And a bit of sentiment
Which bird is that
Singing in that fig tree
Go tell him not to sing
Waiting for my death
With this I bid you farewell
With a saddened soul
I sang to you the pains
And sorrows of my life