Ecos del Rocio — Del Arroyo a la Retama song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Del Arroyo a la Retama" by Ecos del Rocio.
Lyrics
Recuerdos son los vencejos
Que adornan el altozano
Tu sabes que nos criamos
Del arroyo a la retama
De la cebolla a los ajos
Por soles de pluma y paja
Y vientecitos de palo
Me gusta la cementera
Que el trigo vaya granando
Vuela verano, sol y marea
Elelerelelele
¡que arte tiene mi molinera!
Por eso vuelve el otoño,
verano, invierno y la primavera
vueltas de trillo, palita y hera
elelerelelele
pa yo quererte y que tu me quieras
Yo conozco a un marinero
Que se llama Don Levante
Buscando la mar serena
Mar adentro navegamos
En una barquita vieja
Por eso me gusta tanto
Tu cuerpo en la primavera
Me gusta ganarle al miedo
Echárle ancla a tu cuerpo,
Barquita y redes, mi molineras
Elelerelelele
¡Qué arte tiene mi marinera!
Por eso vuelve el otoño,
Verano, invierno y la primavera
Y el oleaje vuelve a la arena
Elelerelelele
Pa yo quererte y que tu me quieras
Yo tuve hace poco tiempo
Una novia chipionera
Gladiolos y claveles
viniste rositas frescas
Pero tu padre no quiere
Porque ha visto que a una cepa
Le faltan los moscateles
El faro de chipiona
Lo van a poner más alto
Pa ver de’l puente me ha dicho ella
Elelerelelele
¡qué arte tiene mi chipionera!
Por eso vuelve el otoño,
Verano, invierno y la primavera,
La luz del faro va a tu cancela
Elelerelelele
Pa yo quererte y que tu me quieras
Que me cose los botones
Yo tengo una costurera
Hilvanes, hilo y tijeras,
Dedales de plata fina
Bastidores de madera
Pa que se hablete mi niña
Su pañolito de seda
Pa que la lleve a la feria
Me ha hecho unos pantalones
Que mira qué camisita nueva
Elelerelelele
¡qué arte tiene mi costurera!
Por eso vuelve el otoño,
Verano, invierno y la primavera,
Pespuntes blancos, aguja y tela
Elelerelelele
Pa yo quererte y que tu me quieras.
Lyrics translation
Memories are the Swifts
That adorn the altozan
You know we grew up
From the stream to the retama
From Onion to garlic
By soles of feather and straw
And stick bellies
I like the cement plant.
Let the wheat grow
Summer flies, sun and tide
Elelelel
what art has my mill!
That's why Autumn is back,
summer, winter and spring
turns of trillo, stick and Ivy
elelelel
pa I love you and you love me
I know a sailor.
That's called Don Levante.
Looking for the Serene Sea
Offshore we sail
In an old boat
That's why I like it so much
Your body in the spring
I like to beat fear
Anchor your body,
Boat and nets, my Mills
Elelelel
What an art my sailor has!
That's why Autumn is back,
Summer, winter and spring
And the wave returns to the sand
Elelelel
Pa I love you and you love me
I had a short time ago
A chypian bride
Gladioli and carnations
you came fresh rositas
But your father won't
Because you've seen that to a strain
It lacks muscatels
The lighthouse of chipiona
They're gonna make it higher.
Pa see De'l bridge has told me she
Elelelel
what art has my chipionera!
That's why Autumn is back,
Summer, winter and spring,
The light from the lighthouse goes to your cancela
Elelelel
Pa I love you and you love me
Sew me the buttons
I have a seamstress.
Yarn and scissors,
Fine silver thimbles
Wooden frames
For my child to speak
Your little silk scarf
To take her to the fair
He made me some pants.
That looks like a new T-shirt
Elelelel
what an art my seamstress has!
That's why Autumn is back,
Summer, winter and spring,
White stitching, needle and fabric
Elelelel
Because I love you and you love me.