The Grandma

La Tata

She had white hair down to her waistTenía el pelo blanco por la cintura
Her face was brown and beautifulSu cara era morena con hermosura
Dressed all in black, it was seriousVestía de negro entero era riguroso
The mourning of the old ladies, you knowEl luto de las ancianas ustedes sabes
Sometimes she'd cross her hands with a sighA veces cruzaba las manos con un suspiro
Breaking the silence, she'd talk about her husbandRompía el silencio y hablaba de su mario'
She'd go to reach into her pocketVovia a meterse las manos en la faldiquera
Looking for a white silk handkerchiefBuscaba un pañuelo blanco bordao' de seda
My grandma ManuelaMi tata manuela

Tell me where the wind comes fromDime donde viene el aire
Where the wind comes fromDonde viene el aire
That brings me memoriesQue me traen recuerdos
Tell me where the wind comes fromDime donde viene el aire
Where the wind comes fromDonde viene el aire
That brings me her kissesQue me traen sus besos

Look how much of a gypsy you areMira que gitana eres
That the flower in your hairQue la flor de tu pelo
Plays with the windCon el aire se entretiene
Pastora, watch the girl, don’t let her go out alonePastora cuida a la niña que no salga sola
I’ll just be a minute hanging the laundryQue yo voy un momentito a tender la ropa
She sang old stories, told talesCantaba viejas historias contaba cuentos
And she was an immense love for my familyY fue para mi familia un amor inmenso