La Zarzamora - Carlos Cano

En en café de Levante entre palmas y alegrías

Cantaba la zarzamora;

Se lo pusieron de mote porque dicen que tenia

Los ojos como la mora

Le hablo primero a un tratante, y olé

Y luego fue de un Marques

Que la lleno de brillantes, y olé

De la cabeza a los pies

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

¿Que tiene la zarzamora

Que a todas horas

Llora que llora por los rincones

Ella que siempre reía

Y presumía de que partía los corazones?

De un querer hizo la prueba

Y un cariño conoció

Que la trae y que la lleva

Por la calle del dolor

Los flamencos del colmado

La vigilan a deshora

Porque se han empestillado

En saber del querer desgraciado

Que embrujo a la zarzamora

Cuando Sonaban las doce una copla de agonía

Lloraba la zarzamora

Mas nadie daba razones ni el intríngulis sabia

De aquella pena traidora

Pero una noche al levante, y olé

Fue a buscarla una mujer;

Cuando la tuvo delante, y olé

Se dijeron no se que

De aquello que hablaron ninguno ha sabido

Mas la zarzamora lo dijo llorando

En una coplilla que pronto ha corrido

Y que ya la gente la va publicando

¿Que 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 casado

Me vinieron a decir

Pero ya lo había besado

Y era tarde para mi

Que publiquen mi pecado

Y el pesar que me devora

Y que todos me den de lado

Al saber del querer desgraciado

Que embrujo a la zarzamora

In the Café de Levante between palms and joys

The blackberry sang;

They nicknamed it because they say it had

eyes like the blackberry

I speak to a dealer first, and I smelled

And then it was from a Marquis

That I fill it with diamonds, and I smelled

From head to toe

People said that if she was made of ice

What if he was making fun of men

Until one night, with a rage of jealousy

The blackberry was caught crying

What has the blackberry

that at all hours

Cries that cries in the corners

she who always laughed

And she bragged that she broke her hearts?

Of a want she did the test

And a love he met

What brings it and what takes it

down the street of pain

The flamingos of the grocery store

They watch her at the wrong time

because they have bolted

In knowing the unfortunate love

that bewitched the blackberry

When twelve struck a couplet of agony

she cried the blackberry

But nobody gave reasons nor did the intricacy know

Of that treacherous sorrow

But one night when I was up, and I smelled

She went to look for her a woman;

When he had her in front of her, and I smelled

They said I don't know what

Of what they spoke no one has known

But the blackberry said it crying

In a couplet that has soon run

And that people are already publishing it

What has the blackberry

that at all hours

Cries that cries in the corners

she who always laughed

And she bragged that she broke hearts?

She wears a wedding ring

they came to tell me

But she had already kissed him

And it was late for me

let them publish my sin

And the sorrow that devours me

And that they all give me aside

Upon learning of the unfortunate love

that bewitched the blackberry