Por Mi Puerta No Lo Pasen
En la verde oliva canta, ay, que canta
En la verde oliva
En la verde oliva canta, ay, que canta
En la verde oliva
¿Qué pájaro sería aquel?
Que canta en la verde oliva
Corre y dile que se calle
Que su cante me lastima
Corre y dile que se calle
Que su cante me lastima
Tú serás mi prenda querida
Tú serás mi prenda adorada
Tú serás el pájaro cuco
Que alegre canta de madruga'
Ay, que te quiero
Cuánto te quiero
Cuánto te quiero
Sin ti, mi alma ¿pa' que la quiero?
Y por mi puerta no la pasen
No la pasen por mi puerta
Y por mi puerta no la pasen
No la pasen por mi puerta
Ya yo he dicho que tu entierro
No lo pasen por mi puerta
Porque mirarte no quiero
Ni a la carita, ni viva, ni muerta
Ya yo he dicho que tu entierro
No lo pasen por mi puerta
Porque mirarte no quiero
Ni a la carita, ni viva ni muerta
Las entrañas mías, por ti las daré
Que yo me encuentro paga'o
Con que tú me cameles bien
Don't Pass It Through My Door
In the olive green it sings, oh, how it sings
In the olive green
In the olive green it sings, oh, how it sings
In the olive green
What bird could that be?
That sings in the olive green
Run and tell it to be quiet
That its singing hurts me
Run and tell it to be quiet
That its singing hurts me
You will be my beloved token
You will be my beloved pledge
You will be the cuckoo bird
That joyfully sings at dawn
Oh, how I love you
How much I love you
How much I love you
Without you, my soul, what do I need it for?
And don't let it pass through my door
Don't let it pass through my door
And don't let it pass through my door
Don't let it pass through my door
I have already said that your burial
Don't let it pass through my door
Because I don't want to see you
Not your face, neither alive nor dead
I have already said that your burial
Don't let it pass through my door
Because I don't want to see you
Not your face, neither alive nor dead
I will give my insides for you
For I feel content
As long as you treat me well