It's been two years and a bit
And there's no sign of Xico1
Some people say he emigrated
Some people say he found
A beautiful Brazilian woman
And Dolores waits for him every day
With the soup on the stove and the usual dish
She pretends not to listen to her neighbours
And she prays to God a little more hope
Oh Xico, oh Xico,
Where did you go?
Oh Xico, oh Xico,
Don't make me suffer more
Since she was little, Dolores dreams of finding
A blue-eyed Portuguese man
No one could understand the reason for the madness
She felt for the other side of the border2
She met Xico in Almerimar3
And they got married right there
Dolores took with her the essential stuff
The old sewing box and the apron
Oh Xico, oh Xico
Where did you go?
Oh Xico, oh Xico
Don't make me suffer more
They lived ten unique years
Nobody could predict such an end
Now, Dolores says with regret
"De Espanha, nem bom vento
Nem bom casamento"4
Oh Xico, oh Xico
Where did you go?
Oh Xico, mi chico 5
Don't make me suffer more
No me hagas más 6
Don't make me suffer more
1. a short name for Francisco, a Portuguese name2. for the Portuguese men / Portugal (neighbouring country of Spain)3. a city located near Almeria, in the Andalusia region, Spain4. a Portuguese saying that literally means "From Spain, cannot come a good wind or a good marriage"5. "My boy" in Spanish6. "Don't make me more" in Spanish