A dahlia was keeping Seville
At the Montpansier's park
Dressed in a white shawl
She looked like a tea rose
From Madrid with top hat and sideburns
Came a very courtly royal lad
And kissed Mercedes in the cheeks
Because the children are first cousins
A love romance started to smile...
While they sing in low tone
By the Guadalquivir shore:
María de las Mercedes
Don't go from Seville
That could turn into a nard
The carnation of your cheeks
Whether you want or not
Even if you don't say anything
I can see by your eyebags
That you're very in love
Rose of Andalusia
Love caught you in the nets
And it could be that someday
It can cost your life
María de las Mercedes
A spring afternoon
Merceditas changed her color
And Alfonsito, who was beside her
Said: "What do you have, darling?"
And just like a lamp
The sovereign was turning off
And the roses in her face
Turned into porcelain
And Mercedes died starting to live
And at the Oriente plaza, Oh Lord!
All Madrid went to cry for her
María de las Mercedes
My most sevillian rose
Why you leave my nets
From one day to the next?
Of love are my wounds
And of love my disillusion
Of seeing you dying
At the age of eighteen
Goodbye, beautiful princess
That you can't kiss me anymore
Goodbye, rose face
Goodbye, my dear wife
María de las Mercedes
On shoulders by Madrid
Four dukes took her
And were counted by thousands
The carnations they throw
You're going to heaven
Without a son who inherits you
Spain dresses in mourning
And the king has no consolation
Oh, María de las Mercedes!