Ay Penita Pena - Lola Flores

Si en el firmamento

Poder yo tuviera

Esta noche negra

Lo mismo que un pozo

Con un cuchillito

De luna lunera

Cortara los hierros

De tu calabozo

Si yo fuera reina de la luz del día

Del viento y del mar

Cordeles de esclava

Yo me ceñiría por tu libertad

Ay pena, penita, pena, pena

Pena de mi corazón

Que me corre por las venas, pena

Con la fuerza de un ciclón

Es lo mismo que un nublao

De tiniebla y pederná

Es un potro desbocao que no sabe donde va

Es un desierto de arena, pena

Es mi gloria de un penal

Ay pena, ay pena, ay pena, penita, pena

Yo no quiero flores, dinero, ni palmas

Quiero que me dejan llorar tus pesares

Y estar a tu vera, cariño del alma

Bebiéndome el llanto de tus soleares

Me duelen los ojos de mirar sin verte

Relleno de tí

Que tienen la culpa de tu mala suerte

Mi rosa de abril

Ay pena penita, penita, pena, pena

Pena de mi corazón

Que me corre por la venas, pena

Con la fuerza de un ciclón

Es lo mismo que un nublao de tiniebla y pedernal

Es un potro desbocao que no sabe donde va

Es un desierto de arena, pena

Es mi gloria de un penal

Ay pena, ay pena, ay pena, penita, pena

Yes in the firmament

power i had

this black night

the same as a well

with a little knife

moon moon

will cut the irons

of your dungeon

If I were queen of daylight

Of the wind and the sea

slave rope

I would gird myself for your freedom

Oh pity, pity, pity, pity

pity of my heart

That runs through my veins, pity

With the force of a cyclone

It is the same as a cloud

Of darkness and pederná

He is a runaway colt who doesn't know where he is going

It's a desert of sand, pity

It's my glory from a penalty

Oh pity, oh pity, oh pity, pity, pity

I don't want flowers, money, or palms

I want you to let me cry your regrets

And be by your side, darling of the soul

Drinking the tears of your soleares

My eyes hurt from looking without seeing you

stuffed with you

Who are to blame for your bad luck

my april rose

Oh, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow

pity of my heart

That runs through my veins, pity

With the force of a cyclone

It is the same as a cloud of darkness and flint

He is a runaway colt who doesn't know where he is going

It's a desert of sand, pity

It's my glory from a penalty

Oh pity, oh pity, oh pity, pity, pity