Flores a Ella
Se caminara, se caminara
Se caminara
Si con el pensamiento, flores, flores a ella
Si con el pensamiento se caminara
Se caminara
Cuántas veces al día, flores, flores a ella
Cuántas veces al día, contigo hablara
Pero es mentira,
Que con el pensamiento, flores, flores a ella
Que con el pensamiento, no se camina
De una María, de una María
De una María
Me enamoré jugando, flores, flores a ella
Me enamoré jugando de una María
De una María
Cuando quise olvidarla, flores, flores a ella
Cuando quise olvidarla, ya no podía
Esa María
Era mi prima hermana, flores, flores a ella
Era mi prima hermana, yo la quería
Vamos llegando, vamos llegando
Vamos llegando
Ya está cerca el Rocío, flores, flores a ella
Ya está cerca el Rocío, vamos llegando
Vamos llegando
Tamboriles y gaitas, flores, flores a ella
Tamboriles y gaitas, seguid tocando
Allá en la ermita
Está la Blanca Paloma, flores, flores a ella
Está la Blanca Paloma, las penas quita
No te compones, no te compones
No te compones
Eres como la luna, flores, flores a ella
Eres como la luna, no te compones
No te compones
Qué descuidada vives, flores, flores a ella
Qué descuidada vives, niña de amores
Vente a mi vera
Y serás mientras vivas, flores, flores a ella
Y serás mientras vivas, mi compañera
Flowers for Her
If one could walk, one could walk
One could walk
If with thought, flowers, flowers for her
If with thought one could walk
One could walk
How many times a day, flowers, flowers for her
How many times a day, I would talk to you
But it's a lie,
That with thought, flowers, flowers for her
That with thought, one does not walk
About a Maria, about a Maria
About a Maria
I fell in love playing, flowers, flowers for her
I fell in love playing with a Maria
With a Maria
When I wanted to forget her, flowers, flowers for her
When I wanted to forget her, I couldn't
That Maria
She was my cousin, flowers, flowers for her
She was my cousin, I loved her
We're arriving, we're arriving
We're arriving
The Rocío is near, flowers, flowers for her
The Rocío is near, we're arriving
We're arriving
Drums and bagpipes, flowers, flowers for her
Drums and bagpipes, keep playing
There at the hermitage
Is the White Dove, flowers, flowers for her
Is the White Dove, who takes away sorrows
You don't compose yourself, you don't compose yourself
You don't compose yourself
You're like the moon, flowers, flowers for her
You're like the moon, you don't compose yourself
You don't compose yourself
How carelessly you live, flowers, flowers for her
How carelessly you live, girl of loves
Come to my side
And you will be, as long as you live, flowers, flowers for her
And you will be, as long as you live, my companion