Cuatro Milpas - ANTONIO AGUILAR

Cuatro milpas tan sólo han quedado

Del ranchito que era mío, ay!

De aquella casita tan blanca y bonita

Lo triste que está

Los potreros están sin ganado

La laguna se seco

La cerca de alambre que estaba en el patio

Tambien se cayo

Me prestaras tus ojos, morena

Los llevo en el alma, que miren allá

Los despojos de aquella casita

Tan blanca y bonita lo triste que está

Las cosechas quedaron perdidas

Toditito se acabó, ay!

Ya no hay palomas, ni flores ni aromas

Ya Todo acabó

Las palmeras lloraban su usencia

La laguna se seco ay ahy

Los piones y arrieros

Toditos se fueron y nadie quedo

Por eso estoy triste morena

Por eso me pongo muy triste a llorar

Recordando las tardes felices

Que los dos pasamos en aquel lugar.

Only four milpas have remained

From the little ranch that was mine, oh!

Of that little house so white and pretty

how sad it is

The paddocks are without cattle

the lagoon dried up

The chain link fence that was in the yard

also fell

Will you lend me your eyes, brunette

I carry them in my soul, let them look there

The remains of that little house

So white and pretty how sad it is

The crops were lost

Everything is over, oh!

There are no more pigeons, nor flowers nor aromas

Everything has already finished

The palm trees wept his absence

The lagoon dried up ay ahy

The pions and muleteers

Everybody left and nobody stayed

That's why I'm sad brunette

That's why I get very sad to cry

Remembering the happy evenings

That we both spent in that place.