La Feria de Las Flores

The Flower Fair

La Feria de Las Flores

I like to sing to the windMe gusta cantarle al viento
Because my songs fly,Porque vuelan mis cantares,
And I say what I feelY digo lo que yo siento
In every single placePor toditos los lugares
I came here because I cameAquí vine porque vine
To the flower fair,A la feria de las flores,
There's no hill that I can't climbNo hay cerro que se me empine
Nor horse that I can't handleNi cuaco que se me atore

On my dark horseEn mi caballo retinto
I have come from far away,He venido de muy lejos,
And I carry a gun on my beltY traigo pistola al cinto
And with it, I give adviceY con ella doy consejos
I crossed the mountainAtravesé la montaña
To come see the flowers;Pa' venir a ver las flores;
Here is a shy rose,Aquí hay una rosa huraña,
Which is the flower of my loves.Que es la flor de mis amores.

And even if someone else wants to cut itY aunque otro quiera cortarla
I saw it first,Yo la devisé primero,
And I swear I will steal itY juro que he de robarla
Even if it has a gardenerAunque tenga jardinero
I will see it transplantedYo la he de ver trasplantada
In the garden of my house,En el huerto de mi casa,
And if the gardener shows upY si sale el jardinero
Well, let's see... Let's see what happens.Pos a ver... A ver qué pasa.