Текст и перевод песни The King's Singers - El Vito

El Vito

No me haga usted cosquillas,
Que me pongo colorá.
Con el Vito, Vito, Vito, Vito...
¡Ay, ay, ay! ¡Olé, olé!
¡Ay, ay, ay! ¡Olé, olé, olé!
Una malagueña fue
A Sevilla, a ver los toros,
Y a la mitad del camino
La cultivaron los moros.
No me mires a la cara,
Que me pongo colorá.
No me mires a la cara,
Que me pongo colorá.
Con el Vito vino,
Con el Vito va.
¡Ay, ay, ay!
Una vieja vale un real,
Y una muchacha dos cuartos.
Y yo, como soy tan pobre,
Me voy a lo más barato.
Yo no quiero que me mires,
Que me pongo colorá.
Yo no quiero que me mires,
Que me pongo colorá.
Con el Vito vino,
Con el Vito va.
¡Ay, ay, ay!
Con el Vito, Vito, Vito,
Con el Vito, Vito, va.
Con el Vito, Vito, Vito,
Con el Vito, Vito, va.
No me haga usted cosquillas,
Que me pongo colorá.
No me haga usted cosquillas,
Que me pongo colorá.
Con el Vito, Vito, viene.
Con el Vito, Vito, va.
Con el Vito, Vito, viene.
Con el Vito, Vito, va.
No me haga usted cosquillas,
Que me pongo colorá.
Con el Vito, Vito, Vito, vino...
¡Ay, ay, ay! ¡Olé, olé!
¡Ay, ay, ay! ¡Olé, olé, olé!

El Vito

Don't tickle me, my love,
It makes me blush.
With the Vito, Vito, Vito, Vito...
Oh, oh, oh! Olé, olé!
Oh, oh, oh! Olé, olé, olé!
A woman from Malaga went
To Seville, to see the bulls,
And halfway there
The Moors grew her some more.
Don't look me in the face, my love,
It makes me blush.
Don't look me in the face, my love,
It makes me blush.
With the Vito she came,
With the Vito she goes.
Oh, oh, oh!
An old woman is worth a real,
And a young girl two quarters.
And I, since I’m so poor,
Will go for the cheaper one.
I don't want you to look at me, my love,
It makes me blush.
I don't want you to look at me, my love,
It makes me blush.
With the Vito she came,
With the Vito she goes.
Oh, oh, oh!
With the Vito, Vito, Vito,
With the Vito, Vito, she goes.
With the Vito, Vito, Vito,
With the Vito, Vito, she goes.
Don't tickle me, my love,
It makes me blush.
Don't tickle me, my love,
It makes me blush.
With the Vito, Vito, comes.
With the Vito, Vito, goes.
With the Vito, Vito, comes.
With the Vito, Vito, goes.
Don't tickle me, my love,
It makes me blush.
With the Vito, Vito, Vito, it comes...
Oh, oh, oh! Olé, olé!
Oh, oh, oh! Olé, olé, olé!