Ecos del Rocio — Abre la Puerta, Rocio song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Abre la Puerta, Rocio" by Ecos del Rocio.
Lyrics
Hoy vengo a verte rocio
Almonteño abre la puerta
Almonteño abre la puerta
Que la gente no ha"venio"
Que la ermita esta desierta
Y el corazoncito mio
No tiene ganas de juerga
Me han dicho en el pueblo mio
Como era tan rociera
Hijo tu «mare» se ha ido
Ahora vive a la vera
De la virgen del rocio
El sol andaba buscando
Cobijo en el horizonte
Cobijo en el horizonte
Paso un cabrero cantando
Con las cabritas del monte
Se han «cumplio» siete años
La virgen vive en almonte
El niño echaba sus cuentas
A mi siempre me ha «traio»
Y me han «llevao» de vuelta
De tu puerta al pueblo mio
Del pueblo mio a tu puerta
Si tanta falta te hacia
Rocio mi «mare» buena
Rocio mi «mare» buena
Ella siempre me tyraia
Yo siempre segui sus huellas
Porque si tu lo sabias
No me llevaste con ella
Señora sera mi suerte
Que te haga falta un chiquillo
«pa» ir por agua a la fuente
O cuidar al pastorcillo
«mare» donde voy a verte
Sobre la puerta «dormio»
Se lo encontro un rociero
Se lo encontro un rociero
Una mañana de frio
Y de milagro rociero
Lo llamo y se habia ido
A las marismas del cielo
Y en las marismas del cielo
En una carreta blanca
Tirada por dos luceros
A su «mare» se abrazaba
Abre la puerta rocio
Que sin ella estoy «perdio»
Que no se entere mi «pare»
Abrela la puerta rocio
Que quiero ver a mi «mare»
Lyrics translation
Today I come to see you rocio
Almonteño opens the door
Almonteño opens the door
That people haven't " come"
That the Hermitage is deserted
And my little heart
He doesn't feel like partying.
I've been told in my village
As it was so sprinkling
Son, your mare is gone.
Now he lives in La vera
Of the Virgen del rocio
The sun was looking
Shelter on the horizon
Shelter on the horizon
I pass a goat singing
With the goats of the mountain
Seven years have been "fulfilled"
The Virgin lives in almonte
The boy was counting.
He's always brought me»
And they took me back
From your door to my village
From my village to your door
If I miss you so much
I spray my "mare" buena
I spray my "mare" buena
She always tyraia me
I always followed in his footsteps
Because if you knew
You didn't take me to her.
Madam will be my luck
You need a little boy.
"pa" go for water to the source
Or take care of the little shepherd
"mare" where I'll see you
On the door " slept»
He was found by a duster.
He was found by a duster.
A cold morning
And a miracle spray
I called him and he was gone.
To the marshes of heaven
And in the marshes of heaven
On a white wagon
Thrown by two stars
His "mare" hugged
Open the rocio door
That without her I'm " lost»
Don't let my " stop»
Open the rocio door
I want to see my " mare»