Mi cortijo [English translation]

To remind you

What I love,

I bring a passodoble

By campanilleros.

How beautiful they are, mother,

How beautiful they are!

I speak of the farmhouse

Where I was born

The most beautiful land

Which I have known.

How beautiful they are, mother,

How beautiful they are! (encore)

Chorus:

Has a bulrush

With its bells,

And a white tower

With their pigeons.

Has a collar

Hook on the threesome,

I used to sing

Like a little bird.

How beautiful they are, mother,

How beautiful they are!

How beautiful they are, Mother,

The things of my farmhouse!

From the emerald countryside,

Of sapphire the sky,

And a white horse

Which is like velvet.

How beautiful they are, Mother,

How beautiful they are!

The nightingales sing,

Sing the goldfinches,

Sing the reapers

And the wagoners.

How beautiful they are, mother,

How beautiful they are! (encore)

(Chorus)

Have a collar

Hook on the threesome,

I used to sing

Like a little bird.

How beautiful they are, mother,

How beautiful they are!

How beautiful they are, Mother,

The things of my farmhouse!