La Salvaora [English translation]

[Female:]

"He left my side

Saddened and completely desperate..."

[Male:]

And Salvaora went on and on 1

Completely maddened by zambras and wine, 2

Ripping apart, in the tablaos, 3

The roses of her wooden sticks 4

While pride kept clapping frantically 5

To the rhythm of her empty heart.

[Female:]

"Where is that gorgeous man

Who is capable of making me suffer?

Let all the handsome men come to visit me;

I am daring all of them to do it,

Because not one of them can say that he adorns his hair

With the blossom of my affections...

The great hero who can achieve such a feat

Doesn't exist yet among born men!"

And, while I was consumed by arrogance,

The night opened a window

Through which a pair of eyes came into my life

And made my own eyes roll back (in love and lust)...

The words that crossed that man's lips

Became my happiness and my punishment...

And I wept loving that father,

More than his son ever cried over me!

[Male:]

The treacherous sorrow (I witnessed)

Had a clear source:

My son was suffering

Over Salvaora!

My little boy

Is only seventeen years old,

Yet I am not shocked

By his loving madness!

You are so beautiful!

Much more than firmament itself...

It's such a pity

That your thoughts are all so very evil!

Whomever named you Salvaora... 1

Didn't know you well at all!

The men who fall in love with you

Are lost forever more...

My poor boy has been bewitched

By your love;

If I were not a married man,

I would lose my mind over you, as well...

Oh Lord, I am so deeply aggrieved!

My soul is crying...

Let's see if the time arrives

When all intentions

Become noble and good...

Oh, for Salvaora!