Paroles et traduction Trío Calaveras - Feria de las flores

Feria de las flores

Me gusta cantarle al viento
Porque vuelan mis cantares
Y digo lo que yo siento
Por toditos los lugares.

Aquí vine porque vine
A la Feria de las Flores;
No hay cerro que se me empine
Ni cuaco que se me atore.

En mi caballo retinto
Yo he venido de muy lejos,
Y traigo pistola en cinto
Y con ella doy consejos.

Atravesé de la montaña
Pa venir a ver las flores;
A ver una rosa huraña
Que es amor de mis amores.

Ahí si otro quiere cortarla,
Yo la divisé primero,
Y juro que he de cortarla
Aunque tenga jardinero.

Yo la he de dejar plantada
En el huerto de mi casa,
Y si sale el jardinero,
"Pues" a ver... a ver qué pasa.

Flower Festival

I like to sing to the wind
Because my songs fly
And I say what I feel
In every place.

Here I came because I came
To the Flower Festival;
There is no hill that is too steep for me
Or horse that can stop me.

On my dark horse
I have come from far away,
And I carry a gun in my belt
And with it I give advice.

I crossed the mountain
To come and see the flowers;
To see a proud rose
That is the love of my life.

Ah, if another man wants to cut her,
I saw her first,
And I swear I will cut her
Even if there is a gardener.

I will plant her
In the orchard of my house,
And if the gardener comes out,
"Well" let's see... let's see what happens.