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The Friend

Miguel Aceves Mejía

El Amigo

¿Que andas haciendo, Ay amigo,
Ay amigo, por esos montes?
Amigos, ando buscando el amor, de una trigueña.
Que linterna tan opaca,
que de noche no me alumbra,
Tal vez será por la luna, o la noche tan obscura.

¿Que andas haciendo, Ay amigo
Ay amigo por esos montes?
Amigos ando buscando el amor de una trigueña.
Ando buscando a una joven, que me arrulle y que me duerma
porque de noche no duermo, ni se que será de mi,
Que linterna tan opaca, que de noche no me alumbra,
tal vez será por la luna o la noche tan obscura.

Ando buscando a una joven que me arrulle y que me duerma,
porque de noche no duermo ni se que será de mi.

The Friend

What are you up to, oh friend,
Oh friend, out in those hills?
Friends, I'm searching for the love of a dark-haired girl.
What a dim lantern,
that doesn't light my way at night,
Maybe it's the moon, or the night so dark.

What are you up to, oh friend,
Oh friend, out in those hills?
Friends, I'm searching for the love of a dark-haired girl.
I'm looking for a young woman, to rock me and put me to sleep
because at night I can't sleep, and I don't know what will become of me,
What a dim lantern, that doesn't light my way at night,
maybe it's the moon or the night so dark.

I'm looking for a young woman to rock me and put me to sleep,
because at night I can't sleep and I don't know what will become of me.

Escrita por: José Sandoval