Paroles et traduction Rocio Jurado - Cinco Farolas

Cinco Farolas

Yo no escucho lo que dicen
Las lenguas de vecindonas
Porque de sobra yo sé
Por quien está su persona

Cinco luceros azules
Alumbran cinco farola'
Desde su casa a mi casa
Desde su boca a mi boca

Cinco añitos que le quiero, cinco añitos que me adora
La mala gente qué sabe
Qué sabe de nuestras cosas

Si yo sé que me quiere, como le quiero
A qué darle tres cuartos al pregonero
Desde su puerta misma, hasta mi puerta
La vereita, madre, no cría yerba
No cría yerba

Yo no quiero ni saberlo
Vecina, cierre la boca
Y no me venga a decir
Que él va a casarse con otra

Los cinco añito' cabale'
Queriéndole hora tras hora
Son un cordel en mi cuello
Que la garganta me ahoga

Con carbones encendío', que le quemen esa boca
Al que juró tanta' vece'
Que estaba por mi persona

Se apagaron la' cinco, cinco farolas
Pa' que nadie me vea llorando a sola'
¡Ay, qué penita, madre!
¡Madre, qué pena!
La vereita verde, cuajá de yerba
Cuajá de yerba

¡Ay, qué penita, madre!
¡Madre, qué pena!
La vereita verde, cuajá de yerba
Cuajá de yerba

Five Streetlights

I do not listen to what they say,
The tongues of neighborhood gossips,
Because I know very well
For whom his person is for.

Five blue stars
Light five streetlights,
From his house to my house,
From his mouth to my mouth.

Five years that I have loved him, five years that he has adored me,
The evil people do not know,
What they know of our things.

If I know that he loves me, as I love him,
Why give three-quarters to the town crier?
From his very door, to my door
The little path, mother, does not grow grass
Does not grow grass

I do not want to know,
Neighbor, shut your mouth
And do not come to tell me
That he is going to marry another.

The five complete years,
Loving him hour after hour,
Are a cord around my neck
That chokes my throat

With burning coals, may they burn that mouth,
Of he who swore so many times,
That he was for my person.

The five streetlights have gone out,
So that no one may see me crying alone.
Oh, what sorrow, mother!
Mother, what sorrow!
The little green path, covered with grass
Covered with grass

Oh, what sorrow, mother!
Mother, what sorrow!
The little green path, covered with grass
Covered with grass