Текст и перевод песни Los Fronterizos - Naranjerita

Naranjerita

Naranjerita,
Naranjerita,
En su vallito,
Pasito a paso,
A la morena
Correntinita
Con su pregón:
Naranjas frescas,
Naranjas de oro
Y el eco dulce,
De aquellas notas,
Parece el ritmo.
Lento y sonoro
De una canción.
En tanto guardan
Hondo misterio
Tus negros ojos,
Hay en tus labios
Fresca dulzura
Del aguaí.
Su oscura tez
Se tiñe en sonrojo
Si alguien le dice:
-Muchacha linda,
Te quiero a ti.
Naranjas vendo,
Vendo dulzura.
La naranjera
Pasa dejando
Como una estela
La gracia pura
De su canto.
Ricas naranjas,
Naranjerita
Y entre los cientos
De aquellas frutas,
élla es sin duda
La más bonita
Fruta de amor.
En tanto guardan
Hondo misterio
Tus negros ojos,
Hay en tus labios
Fresca dulzura
Del aguaí.
Su oscura tez
Se tiñe en sonrojo,
Si alguien le dice
Muchacha linda,
Te quiero a ti.
¡Naranjerita...!

Little Orange Tree

Little orange tree,
Little orange tree,
In your little valley,
Step by step,
To the little brunette
Correntinita
With her cry:
Fresh oranges,
Golden oranges
And the sweet echo,
Of those notes,
Seems like the rhythm.
Slow and sonorous
Of a song.
Meanwhile, they keep
A deep mystery
Your black eyes,
There is in your lips
The fresh sweetness
Of the water apple.
Her dark skin
Is tinged with blush
If someone tells her:
-Beautiful girl,
I love you.
I sell oranges,
I sell sweetness.
The orange seller
Passes by leaving
Like a trail
The pure grace
Of her song.
Delicious oranges,
Little orange tree
And among the hundreds
Of those fruits,
She is undoubtedly
The prettiest
Fruit of love.
Meanwhile, they keep
A deep mystery
Your black eyes,
There is in your lips
The fresh sweetness
Of the water apple.
Her dark skin
Is tinged with blush
If someone tells her
Beautiful girl,
I love you.
Little orange tree...!