Lyrics and translation Estrella Morente - Qué quieres que te traiga, que voy a Burgos

Qué quieres que te traiga, que voy a Burgos

Si tuvieras olivares
Como tienes fantasia
El Rio del Manzanares
Por tu puerta pasaria

Con la bordada que vas al baile y con la de seda no hay de que
Lo que a mi me gusta es tu cuerpo tu
Garbo y talle rubita y ven rubita ven

Que quieres que te traiga que voy a Burgos
Que quieres que te traiga que voy a Burgos
Un pañuelo de seda que valga un duro
Abrela
Morena la ventana cierrala cierrala
Morenito del alma

Si me traes un pañuelo traemelo verde
Que no tenga dos caras como tu tienes
Abrela...
Morena la ventana cierrala cierrala
Morenito del alma

Con la bordada que vas al baile y con la de seda no hay de que
Lo que a mi me gusta es tu cuerpo tu
Garbo y talle rubita y ven rubita ven

Al terminarte a quererme
No seas como el dinero
Que de andar en tantas manos
Se le borran los letreros

Con la bordada que vas al baile y con la de seda no hay de que
Lo que a mi me gusta es tu cuerpo tu
Garbo y talle rubita y ven rubita ven

What do you want me to bring you, I'm going to Burgos

If you had olive groves
As you have dreams
The Manzanares River
Would pass through your door

With the embroidered dress you wear to the dance and with the silk dress, no problem
What I like is your body, your
Grace and figure, my little blonde, and come, my little blonde, come

What do you want me to bring you, I'm going to Burgos
What do you want me to bring you, I'm going to Burgos
A silk handkerchief worth a duro
Open it
My dark-haired girl, close the window, close it, close it
My dark-haired soul

If you bring me a handkerchief, bring me a green one
That doesn't have two faces like you have
Open it...
My dark-haired girl, close the window, close it, close it
My dark-haired soul

With the embroidered dress you wear to the dance and with the silk dress, no problem
What I like is your body, your
Grace and figure, my little blonde, and come, my little blonde, come

When you finish loving me
Don't be like money
That from being in so many hands
Its signs are erased

With the embroidered dress you wear to the dance and with the silk dress, no problem
What I like is your body, your
Grace and figure, my little blonde, and come, my little blonde, come