Lío (Bulerías) - José Mercé

Eres la alegria, prima de mi habitacion

Eres, vida mia, mi té de meditation

que bonita eres

tu eres mi lio, mi mantalia.

lio.

lia.

por eso ni lindes, muralia, ni techo

blusa averiá, noche desebrocha

y que bonita eres

será el dia segun como me mires, será

en ello va que el sol no desafine

porque la luz si no es de ti

a mi no me amanece

Esas luces…

llave tu eres la llave de vuelta y media:

la luna una es la que abre,

la média, la que cerra

tu eres la llave de vuelta y media

eres mi lio…

llave eres la llave de mi sentio

yo paro en el bienperdio

de la perdedera calle

garito de la alegria

llenito de soledades

Si fui al rio no fui al agua

Vamos

vamonos que nos vamos

que viene el solano

y suenan campanas.

Mi rosa me llama.

You are the joy, cousin of my room

You are, my life, my meditation tea

you're beautiful

you are my lio, my blanket.

mess.

lia.

That's why neither borders, walls, nor roof

broken blouse, unbuttoned night

and how pretty you are

It will be the day according to how you look at me, it will be

it goes so that the sun does not go out of tune

because the light is not from you

it doesn't dawn on me

those lights...

key you are the key back and a half:

the moon is the one that opens,

the middle one, the one that closes

you are the key back and a half

you are my mess…

key you are the key to my feeling

I stop at the well lost

from the losing street

joy joint

full of loneliness

If I went to the river I did not go to the water

Go

let's go let's go

the sun is coming

and bells ring.

My rose calls me.