I have a girlfriend
Far down in the South
And each time that I go to see her
She asks me when I will be back.
I tell her that I'll be back soon
If the world doesn't take me away:
When the pine trees produce pomegranates
And the fig trees, melons.
When the sea has dried up completely
And carts travel through its roads
And snapper sharks
Hunt inside silk worms' cocoons.
Then, I shall return
And I will marry you, if you want me to;
You can start sewing our clothes,
So that we look great at our wedding.
In my belt I shall carry
A double barrelled gun
And every time I shoot with it
It will make twice the noise.
I have a girlfriend
Far down in the South
And each time that I go to see her
She asks me when I will be back.
I tell her that I'll be back soon
If the world doesn't take me away:
When the pine trees produce pomegranates
And the fig trees, melons.
When the sea has dried up completely
And carts travel through its roads
And snapper sharks
Hunt inside silk worms' cocoons.