Anda Jaleo - Ana Belén

Yo me subí a un pino verde

Por ver si la divisaba

Y sólo divise el polvo

Del coche que la llevaba

Anda jaleo, jaleo

Ya se acabó el alboroto

Y ahora empieza el tiroteo

En la calle de los Muros

Mataron a una paloma

Yo cortaré con mis manos

Las flores de su corona

No salgas paloma al campo

Mira que soy cazador

Y si te tiro y te mato

Para mí será el dolor

Para mí será el quebranto

I climbed a green pine

To see if he spotted her

And only saw the dust

From the car that took her

Go fuss, fuss

The fuss is over

And now the shooting begins

In the street of the Walls

They killed a pigeon

I will cut with my hands

The flowers of her crown

Do not go out dove to the field

Look I'm a hunter

And if I shoot you and kill you

For me it will be pain

For me it will be the break