Paloma la de Alcalá - Remastered - Lola Flores traduction en anglais

Paloma la de Alcalá - Remastered

En un pueblo de Sevilla,
Hubo una linda famosa
Mas blanca que un palomar,
Y en la ventana una chiquilla
Con la cara de una rosa,
Paloma la de Alcala.

Venian los señorones
Con las onzas por razones,
Sus labios busca buscando,
Mas ella con gracia y tino,
Les daba copas de vino, y asi la iba burlando.

Mas cuando llegaban las claras del dia
Con brillo en los ojos Paloma decia:

Viva usted don Jose, viva usted don Miguel, viva usted don Fernando
Que la vida se pasa volando, volando y olé,
No me hable usted de querer
Por que tengo un caché que lo estoy camelando
Y me paso las noches llorando, llorando por el,
Despues que le di mi aroma se aleja de mi rosal,
Pues hasta el pan que se coma se le vuelva pedernal.

Juro y no es cosa de broma,
Que lo tengo que matar
Como me llamo Paloma
Ay Paloma la de Alcalá.

Una noche silenciosas
De esas de mantos floridos y casi de madrugá,
Llego a la ventana ojerosa
Con el rosto enmohecido Paloma la de Alcalá.

Salieron los señorones
Preguntando las razones,
Mas ella dijo riendo,
Vamos a beber solera,
Que estamos en primavera y tó se cura bebiendo.

Mas cuando llegaron las claras del dia,
Con llanto en los ojos Paloma decia:

Viva usted don Jose, viva usted don Miguel, viva usted don Fernando
Que ya estan las campanas doblando,
Doblando por el,
Lo cele lo busque y con otra mujer lo encontre al mal nacido
Y alli mismo pago su destino que yo lo mate.

Por mi vendran preguntando y no me habré de negar,
Me encontraran despachando como la que no ha hecho ná.

Juro y no es cosa de broma que voy justo al penal,
Como me llamo Paloma ay Paloma la de Alcalá.

Paloma the famous of Alcalá - Remastered

In a town in Seville,
There is a famous and beautiful lady
Whiter than a dovecote,
And in the window is a pretty girl
With the face of a rose,
Paloma the famous of Alcalá.

The lords come
With their ounces for reasons,
Seeking her lips,
But she with grace and tact,
Gives them glasses of wine, and thus she fools them.

But when the light of day comes
With a sparkle in her eyes Paloma says:

Long live don Jose, long live don Miguel, long live don Fernando
That life is flying fast,
Do not speak to me of love
For I have a price that makes me blush
And I spend my nights crying,
After I gave him my scent he moves away from me,
For even the bread that he eats will turn to stone.

I swear and it is not a joke,
That I have to kill him
As I am called Paloma
Oh Paloma the famous of Alcalá.

One quiet night
Of those with flowered shawls and almost at dawn,
She came to the window with dark circles
With her face withered Paloma the famous of Alcalá.

The lords came out
Asking for reasons,
But she said laughing,
Let's drink wine,
For it is spring and everything is cured by drinking.

But when the light of day came,
With tears in her eyes Paloma said:

Long live don Jose, long live don Miguel, long live don Fernando
That the bells are already tolling,
Tolling for him,
He searched for it and with another woman he found the evil born
And right there I paid his destiny that I killed him.

They will come asking for me and I will not deny it,
They will find me serving as if I had done nothing.

I swear and it is not a joke that I am going straight to prison,
As my name is Paloma oh Paloma the famous of Alcalá.