Francisco Alegre
En los carteles han puesto un nombre que yo no quiero mirar
Francisco Alegre ¡ y olé ! Francisco Alegre ¡ y olé !
La gente dice: vivan los hombres cuando le ven torear
yo estoy rezando por él con la boquita cerrá.
Desde la arena, me dice niña morena
¿ Por qué me lloras, carita de emperadora ?
Dame tu risa, mujer, que soy torero andaluz
y llevo al cuello la cruz de Jesus que me diste tú ...
Francisco Alegre, corazón mio,
tiende su capa sobre la arena del redondel;
Francisco Alegre, tiene un vestido
con con un te quiero entre suspiros que yo le bordé.
Torito bravo, no me lo mires de esa manera
deja que adorne tus rizos negros con su montera.
Torito noble, ten compasión,que entre bordados lleva encerrado
Francisco Alegre ¡ y olé ! mi corazón.
En mi ventana tengo un letrero pa' que lo venga a mirar
Francisco Alegre ¡ y olé !, Francisco Alegre ¡ y olé !
en el te dice cuanto te quiero pero que pena me dá
por culpa de otro querer no nos podemos casar.
Desde la arena me dice niña morena
¿Quien te enamora, carita de emperadora?
Ya no te acuerdas, mujer, de este torero andaluz
que lleva al cuello la cruz de Jesus que le diste tú...
( ESTRIBILLO )
Happy Francisco
On the posters they have put a name that I don't want to look at
Happy Francisco, and hooray! Happy Francisco, and hooray!
The people say: long live the men when they see him bullfight
I am praying for him with my mouth shut.
From the arena, the dark-haired girl tells me
Why are you crying, little empress face?
Give me your laughter, woman, I am an Andalusian bullfighter
and I wear around my neck the cross of Jesus that you gave me...
Happy Francisco, my heart,
lays his cape on the sand of the bullring;
Happy Francisco, he has a suit
with an I love you among whispers that I embroidered for him.
Brave little bull, don't look at me like that
let him adorn your black curls with his montera.
Noble little bull, have compassion, for among embroideries he carries enclosed
Happy Francisco, and hooray! my heart.
In my window I have a sign for him to come and see
Happy Francisco, and hooray! Happy Francisco, and hooray!
in it he tells you how much I love you but what a pity it gives me
because of another love we cannot get married.
From the arena the dark-haired girl tells me
Who is it that enchants you, little empress face?
You don't remember anymore, woman, this Andalusian bullfighter
who wears around his neck the cross of Jesus that you gave him...
(CHORUS)