La salsamora - Amália Rodrigues

En el café de Levante, entre palmas y alegría

Cantaba la Zarzamora

Se lo pusieron de mote porque dicen que tenía

Los ojos como la mora

Le habló primero a un tratante, y olé

Y luego fue de un marqué

Que la llenó de brillantes, y olé

De la cabeza a los pié

Decía la gente que si era de hielo

Que si de los hombres se estaba burlando

Hasta que una noche, con rabia de celos

A la Zarzamora pillaron llorando

¿Qué tiene la Zarzamora

Que a todas horas llora que llora

Por los rincones?

Ella que siempre reía

Y presumía de que partía

Los corazones

«Lleva anillo de casao»

Me vinieron a desí

Pero ya lo había besao

Y era tarde para mí

Que publiquen mi pecao

Y el pesar que me devora

Y que tos me den de lao

Al saber del querer desgrasiao

Que embrujó a la Zarzamora

Que publiquen mi pecao

Y el pesar que me devora

Y que tos me den de lao

Al saber del querer desgrasiao

Que embrujó a la Zarzamora

In the Levante cafe, between palms and joy

The blackberry sang

They gave him a nickname because they say he had

eyes like blackberry

She spoke first to a trafficker, and olé

And then it was from a marquis

That filled it with diamonds, and olé

From head to toe

People said that if she was made of ice

What if he was making fun of men

Until one night, in a rage of jealousy

Zarzamora was caught crying

What does the Blackberry have

That at all hours cries that cries

around the corners?

She who always laughed

And she bragged that she was leaving

The hearts

"He wears a wedding ring"

they came to me desi

But she had already kissed him

And it was late for me

that they publish my sin

And the sorrow that devours me

And what a cough give me lao

When knowing about wanting to be miserable

That bewitched the Blackberry

that they publish my sin

And the sorrow that devours me

And what a cough give me lao

When knowing about wanting to be miserable

That bewitched the Blackberry