La Canelera

Ya te vide chaparrita

I already saw you, shorty

Y no te pierdo de vista

And I don't lose sight of you

No seras pero pareses

You might not be, but you look like

De las ke traigo en mi lista

One of those on my list

No te quiero ver con otro chango

I don't want to see you with another guy

Ni ke andes de canelera

Or acting like a cinnamon girl

Aora te vas a ir con migo

Now you're going to go with me

Aunke tu mama no kiera

Even if your mom doesn't want

Sirvame unas 3 canelas

Serve me about three cinnamons

Endulsadas con su mano

Sweetened with your hand

Para tomarlas aoriita

To drink them right now

Y mas alratito nos vamos

And later on, we'll leave

Si ay alguno ke se pike

If there's anyone who gets upset

Por que te trate de amores

Because he tried to win your love

No le temo alos balasos

I'm not afraid of bullets

Vida mia ni a los dolores

My love, nor of pains

Si ay alguno ke se pike

If there's anyone who gets upset

Desos ke andan en la bola

Those who are in the crowd

Traigo parke en mis fajillas

I have bullets in my belts

6 Tiros en mi pistola

Six shots in my pistol

Ai les va la despedida

Here comes the farewell

Por las cumbres de una higuera

Through the peaks of a fig tree

Aqui se acaban cantando

Here we end, singing

Versos de la canelera

Verses of the cinnamon girl