La Cautiva - Jorge Cafrune

Reclina niña tu frente sobre mí

Y aquí reina un fresco ambiente

Y en las cuchillas se siente

Un perfume de alelí

Reclina bella cautiva

Amorosa y sensitiva

En brazos de alboreri

Quien te ama con ansia ardiente

Reclina niña tu frente, sobre mí

Si tus ojos son ardientes resplandor

Tus pupilas transparente

Como el agua de la fuente

De purísimo color

Quien al verte no te mira

Y por ti niña suspira

Y a ti sola quiere amar

Y cautivo no se siente

Si tus ojos son ardiente, resplandor

Las cristianas hechiceras del aduar

Van gimiendo planideras

Su infortunio y su pesar

Ya el cacique no las mira

Y por ti niña suspira

Y a ti sola quiere amar

Aunque giman planideras

Las cristianas hechiceras, del aduar

Girl lean your forehead on me

And a cool atmosphere reigns here

And in the blades you feel

A scent of wallflower

reclines beautiful captive

loving and sensitive

In the arms of dawn

Who loves you with burning longing

Girl lean your forehead on me

If your eyes are burning glow

Your transparent pupils

Like the water from the fountain

of pure color

Who when seeing you does not look at you

And for you girl sighs

And only you she wants to love

And captive does not feel

If your eyes are burning, glow

The Christian sorceresses of the customs

They are moaning planiders

His misfortune and his sorrow

The cacique no longer looks at them

And for you girl sighs

And you only want to love

Although planiders moan

The Christian sorceresses, from the customs