La Féria de Las Flores

Me gusta cantarle al viento

I like to sing to the wind

Porque vuelan mis cantares,

Because my songs fly,

Y digo lo que yo siento

And I say what I feel

Por toditos los lugares

All around

Aquí vine porque vine

Here I came just because I came

A la feria de las flores,

To the fair of flowers,

No hay cerro que se me empine

There is no hill that daunts me

Ni cuaco que se me atore

Nor horse that gets stuck on me

En mi caballo retinto

On my dark horse

He venido de muy lejos,

I've come from very far,

Y traigo pistola al cinto

And I carry a gun at my waist

Y con ella doy consejos

And with it, I give advice

Atravesé la montaña

I crossed the mountain

Pa' venir a ver las flores;

To come and see the flowers;

Aquí hay una rosa huraña,

Here is a shy rose,

Que es la flor de mis amores.

Which is the flower of my loves.

Y aunque otro quiera cortarla

And even if someone else wants to cut it

Yo la devisé primero,

I saw it first,

Y juro que he de robarla

And I swear I'll steal it

Aunque tenga jardinero

Even if it has a gardener

Yo la he de ver trasplantada

I will see it transplanted

En el huerto de mi casa,

In the garden of my house,

Y si sale el jardinero

And if the gardener comes out

Pos a ver... A ver qué pasa.

Well, let's see... Let's see what happens.