Lyrics and translation Carmen Linares - Yo Nacia En Argel

Yo Nacia En Argel

Ay lerei
Ay lerei lere lele
Ay lerei
Ay lerei lere lele
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Y yo nacía en Argel
Y si mi madrecita fuera mora
Y yo nacía en Argel
Y yo nacía en Argel
Como renegaría madre mía de Mahoma
Y no te volvería a ver
Y si mi madrecita
Que fuera mora
Y yo nacía en Argel

Vámonos andando
A paso lento
Vámonos primo
Vámonos al puerto vámonos a 'Cái'
Porque en Sanlúcar toritos no hay
Ay mamá
Y ay mamá
Ay, que Periquito me quiere pegar
Que como Periquito me quiere pegar

No seas loco y ten talento
No seas loco y ten talento
Recapacita el sentío primo de mi alma
Y vuelve a tu conocimiento
Recapacita el sentío
Primo de mi alma
Y vuelve a tu conocimiento

Yo no sé por lo que es
Los toritos y los caballitos madre
Por casta se han de coger
Ay, los toritos y los caballitos, primo
Por casta se han de coger
Dicen que tienes, que dicen que tienes
Dicen que tienes, que dicen que tienes
Una zambomba con tres cascabeles

Ay, picabas
Pica
Picabas
Grandes caídas has 'pegao'
Tú debes de tener en cuenta
Y que mi Dios te ha 'castigao'
Ay, qué quiere conmigo
Si no te quiero
Que ya tengo en mi casa género nuevo

Ay, Manuel se llama Cristo
Qué dulce nombre
Qué dulce nombre

Ay, dichoso aquel que nace
Manuel le ponen
Manuel le ponen
Al gitanito de las tijeras
Ay, dile que venga
A mi cabecera
Pero dile que venga a mi cabecera

Mi novio me daba a mí
Ay, agua en un cántaro nuevo
Y agua en un cántaro nuevo
El cantarito que fue y se rompió
Y el agua cayó por suelo
Ay que, el agüita cayó por suelo
Ay, dime que quieres de mí
Si a nadie miro a la cara desde que te conocí
Ay 'odobones'
Ay 'odobones', que toma la chaquetita que dame los calzones
Que toma la chaquetita que dame los calzones
Y al mismo tiempo yo escuché una voz
Que me decía que la quiero yo
Piró piró piró piró
Que lo que me da mi madre a mí me lo pongo yo
Que lo que me da mi madrecita me lo pongo yo

I Was Born in Algiers

Ay lerei
Ay lerei lere lele
Ay lerei
Ay lerei lere lele
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And I was born in Algiers
And if my dear mother were Moorish
And I was born in Algiers
And I was born in Algiers
How I would renounce, my mother, Muhammad
And I would never see you again
And if my dear mother
Were Moorish
And I was born in Algiers

Let's go walking
With slow steps
Let's go, cousin
Let's go to the port, let's go to Cadiz
Because in Sanlúcar there are no little bulls
Oh mama
And oh mama
Oh, Periquito wants to hit me
Because Periquito wants to hit me

Don't be crazy and have some sense
Don't be crazy and have some sense
Reconsider your feelings, cousin of my soul
And come back to your senses
Reconsider your feelings
Cousin of my soul
And come back to your senses

I don't know why it is
The little bulls and the little horses, mother
They should be chosen for their breed
Oh, the little bulls and the little horses, cousin
They should be chosen for their breed
They say you have, they say you have
They say you have, they say you have
A zambomba with three bells

Oh, you used to sting
Sting
You used to sting
You've taken big falls
You should keep in mind
That my God has punished you
Oh, what do you want with me
If I don't love you
I already have new goods at home

Oh, Manuel is called Christ
What a sweet name
What a sweet name

Oh, blessed is he who is born
They name him Manuel
They name him Manuel
The little gypsy with the scissors
Oh, tell him to come
To my bedside
But tell him to come to my bedside

My boyfriend used to give me
Oh, water in a new pitcher
And water in a new pitcher
The little pitcher that went and broke
And the water fell on the ground
Oh, the little water fell on the ground
Oh, tell me what you want from me
If I haven't looked anyone in the face since I met you
Oh 'odobones'
Oh 'odobones', take the little jacket, give me the pants
Take the little jacket, give me the pants
And at the same time I heard a voice
That told me that I love her
Piró piró piró piró
That what my mother gives me, I wear
That what my dear mother gives me, I wear