Paroles et traduction Manolo Escobar - Arremangate

Arremangate

María, sal a la puerta,
Que ya viene tu marío.
Y viene que no se aguanta
Del vino que trae bebío.
María, María, de sobra tú lo sabías.
De tanto ir a la fuente
Tu cantarillo se rompería.
Arremangate, arremangate,
Niña, tu vestío.
Arremangate, arremangate
Al pasar el río.
Arremangate, arremangate, arremangate.
Pero ten mucho cuidao
Que por debajo
Te van a ver.
Si no paso por tu puerta
Aunque me lo mande el cura,
Es que le temo a tu mare
Más que a un toro de miúra.
María, María, de sobra tú lo sabías.
De tanto ir a la fuente
Tu cantarillo se rompería.
Arremangate, arremangate,
Niña, tu vestío.
Arremangate, arremangate
Al pasar el río.
Arremangate, arremangate, arremangate.
Pero ten mucho cuidao
Que por debajo
Te van a ver.
Tu mare quiere un cortijo
Y tu pare una fortuna.
Y si me caso contigo,
Voy más solo que la una.
María, María, de sobra tú lo sabías.
De tanto ir a la fuente
Tu cantarillo se rompería.
Arremangate, arremangate,
Niña, tu vestío.
Arremangate, arremangate
Al pasar el río.
Arremangate, arremangate, arremangate.
Pero ten mucho cuidao
Que por debajo
Te van a ver.
Pero ten mucho cuidao
Que por debajo te van a ver (bis)

Roll Up

Maria, come to the door,
Your husband is coming.
And he is coming home, unable to stand,
From all the wine he has consumed.
Maria, Maria, you knew what was coming.
From going to the well so much,
Your little jug would break.
Roll up, roll up,
Girl, your dress.
Roll up, roll up,
As you cross the river.
Roll up, roll up, roll up.
But be very careful,
Because from below,
They are going to see you.
If I don't go to your door,
Even if the priest tells me to,
It is because I fear your mother
More than a bull from Miura.
Maria, Maria, you knew what was coming.
From going to the well so much,
Your little jug would break.
Roll up, roll up,
Girl, your dress.
Roll up, roll up,
As you cross the river.
Roll up, roll up, roll up.
But be very careful,
Because from below,
They are going to see you.
Your mother wants a cottage,
And your father a fortune.
And if I marry you,
I will be lonelier than one.
Maria, Maria, you knew what was coming.
From going to the well so much,
Your little jug would break.
Roll up, roll up,
Girl, your dress.
Roll up, roll up,
As you cross the river.
Roll up, roll up, roll up.
But be very careful,
Because from below,
They are going to see you.
But be very careful,
Because from below they are going to see you (bis)