Lyrics and translation Lola Flores - No Me Tires Indiré (Remasterizada)

No Me Tires Indiré (Remasterizada)

Cuando al mundo mi persona se asomo
En Jerez de la Frontera donde nací
Me encontré con estas manos pa hacer palmas,
Esta cara y dos pinreles pa bailar el garrotin

Muy poquito, muy poquito una cosa que no es na
Pero muchas la quisieran
Que tiren pa donde quieran, que Dios no se las da

No me tires indiré, no me tires indiré
Que la cosa esta tan clara como el sol
Ay ole, ay ole, ay ole si estoy majareta tu estas mas que yo
No me tires indiré, no me tires indiré
Porque estoy muy jartita ya de ti
Ay ole, ay ole, ay ole que tienes la cara como un alcaucil

Ay que te corten la vena del sueño
Los pies por el bigote y el cuello por los pies
No me tires indiré que tu cuento se ha acabao
Colorin colorin colorao

Cuando a mi me bautizaron sucedió
Lo que nunca volverá ya a suceder
Que la agüita andaba escasa por entonces
Y la pila la llenaron con vinillo de Jerez

Ay Mira primo, mira primo
Mira si seré cabal,
Que por libro de registro pusieron
Pa apuntarme la calva al San Cristan

No me tires indiré, no me tires indiré
Que la cosa esta tan clara como el sol
Ay ole, ay ole, ay ole si estoy majareta tu estas mas que yo
No me tires indiré, no me tires indiré
Porque estoy muy jartita ya de ti
Ay ole, ay ole, ay ole que tienes la cara como un alcaucil

Ay que te corten la vena del sueño
Los pies por el bigote y el cuello por los pies
Ay no me tires indiré que tu cuento se ha acabado
Colorin colorin colorao

Ay no me tires indiré que tu cuento se ha acabado
Colorin colorin colorao

No me tires indiré que tu cuento se ha acabado
Colorin colorin colorao

No Me Tires Indiré (Remastered)

When my persona emerged into the world
In Jerez de la Frontera where I was born
I found myself with these hands to clap
This face and two feet to dance the garrotin

Very little, very little a thing that is not anything
But many would like it
Let them go wherever they want, God won't give it to them

Don't throw me indiré, don't throw me indiré
For the matter is as clear as the sun
Ay ole, ay ole, ay ole if I'm crazy you're more than me
Don't throw me indiré, don't throw me indiré
Because I'm very fed up with you
Ay ole, ay ole, ay ole your face is like an artichoke

Oh, may they cut the vein of your sleep
Your feet by your mustache and your neck by your feet
Don't throw me indiré that your story is over
Colorin colorin colorao

When I was baptized it happened
What will never happen again
That the water was scarce then
And the font was filled with Jerez wine

Oh, Look cousin, look cousin
Look if I'll be fair,
That as a registration book they put
To point me out the bald spot to San Cristan

Don't throw me indiré, don't throw me indiré
For the matter is as clear as the sun
Ay ole, ay ole, ay ole if I'm crazy you're more than me
Don't throw me indiré, don't throw me indiré
Because I'm very fed up with you
Ay ole, ay ole, ay ole your face is like an artichoke

Oh, may they cut the vein of your sleep
Your feet by your mustache and your neck by your feet
Oh don't throw me indiré that your story is over
Colorin colorin colorao

Oh don't throw me indiré that your story is over
Colorin colorin colorao

Don't throw me indiré that your story is over
Colorin colorin colorao