Alosno - Sergio Contreras

Bordando con hilos de ansiedad

Vuelve a casa despues de cantar

Las aceras parecen hablar

Recuerdos del maestro y su cantar

Y es que

Bordando con hilos de su ansiedad

Vuelve pa' casa andando

Despues de cantar

Las aceras parecen que van a hablar

Recuerdos del maestro y su cantar

Alosno, cosa especial, cante hondo

Aguardiente, calles estrechas

Sal de la mar y mucho mas

Pasea tus cinco sentidos por la blanca cal

Y déjate llevar, Toronjo te va a cantar

Y cantó y te encantó

Hasta te enamoró

El mundo entero lo escuchó

Y su arte te regaló, aún no se ha ido

Esta contigo, conmigo

En el fondo del corazón

Apareces y parece que da igual

Que de Huelva y sus costumbres

Ya no hay que hablar

Pues te equivocas amigo esta vez

Párate tu a escuchar

Siempre tirando tierra encima de los demás

Una barquilla en la Cinta fue a navegar

Que no se quiere más al mas llena

Sino al que mas vacio deja cuando se va

Vente, niña vente

A recoger el mineral de sus ojos

Ay ay ay

Que me enamora si tu cantas

Y yo lloro

Vente niña vente

Te bordaré mi nombre con hilo rojo

Ay ay ay

Sin tí el amor me sabe a poco

Y yo lloro

Cojo y recojo con gusto el tiempo pasado

En la plazoleta un compás, palmas, cajón

¿dónde han quedado?

Tiempos pasados

Son, son nuestras costumbres

Y le das de lado, dime

No tienes que negar donde has vivido

Donde has nacido, si tu has partido

Escucha esto que con respeto Alosno

Yo te dedico

No me quieres engañar

Llevo a Huelva por bandera

No me quieres engañar

Y aunque digan lo que quieran

A Huelva ven a escuchar

Los fandangos de la tierra

Vente, niña vente

A recoger el mineral de sus ojos

Ay ay ay

Que me enamora si tu cantas

Y yo lloro

Vente niña vente

Te bordaré mi nombre con hilo rojo

Ay ay ay

Sin tí el amor me sabe a poco

Y yo lloro

Y es que

Bordando con hilos de su ansiedad

Vuelve pa' casa andando

Despues de cantar

Las aceras parecen que van a hablar

Embroidering with threads of anxiety

Come back home after singing

The sidewalks seem to speak

Memories of the teacher and his singing

And it is that

Embroidering with threads of his anxiety

Come back home on foot

after singing

The sidewalks look like they're going to talk

Memories of the teacher and his singing

Alosno, special thing, sing deep

Aguardiente, narrow streets

Salt from the sea and much more

Walk your five senses through the white lime

And let yourself go, Toronjo is going to sing to you

And he sang and you loved it

You even fell in love

The whole world heard it

And his art of him gave you, it's not gone yet

It's with you, with me

deep in the heart

You show up and it seems like it doesn't matter

That of Huelva and its customs

no need to talk anymore

Well you're wrong friend this time

stop to listen

Always throwing dirt on top of others

A small boat on the Ribbon went sailing

That the fullest is not wanted more

But the one who leaves the most emptiness when he leaves

come on girl come on

To collect the ore from their eyes

Ay ay ay

That I fall in love if you sing

and i cry

come girl come

I will embroider my name with red thread

Ay ay ay

Without you love knows me little

and i cry

I gladly pick up and pick up the past tense

In the square a compass, clapping, drawer

where have they been?

Past times

They are, they are our customs

And you give him aside, tell me

You don't have to deny where you've lived

Where were you born, if you have left

Listen to this with respect Alosno

I dedicate to you

you don't want to deceive me

I take Huelva by flag

you don't want to deceive me

And even if they say what they want

Come and listen to Huelva

The fandangos of the land

come on girl come on

To collect the ore from their eyes

Ay ay ay

That I fall in love if you sing

and i cry

come girl come

I will embroider my name with red thread

Ay ay ay

Without you love knows me little

and i cry

And it is that

Embroidering with threads of his anxiety

Come back home on foot

after singing

The sidewalks look like they're going to talk