Ai, Maria [English translation]

How pretty is Maria, how pretty

How much grace does Maria carry

The way she puts on her hairband

Nobody knows how to do it like she does it

How beautiful, that band in her hair

Soon as the night dies, the day is still yet to come

Already from the fountain Maria is coming

There goes Maria, a tin of water on her head

Oh, Maria! Oh, Maria!

When she steps down, soon as the morning is approaching

A thousand eyes are following her

When she goes up, when the afternoon is almost done

From a thousand mouths Maria hears

She's poor but has the poise of a queen

Soon as the night dies, the day is still yet to come

Already from the fountain Maria is coming

There goes Maria, a tin of water on her head

Oh, Maria! Oh, Maria!