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The Porompompero * (Manolo Escobar) The wheat, amongst all the flowers Has chosen the poppy And I choose my Dolores Dolores, Lolita, Lola. And I, and I choose my Dolores She's the, she's the most perfumed flower Dolo, Dolores, Lolita, Lola. Porompom pón, poropo, porompom pero, peró, poropo, porom pompero, peró, poropo, porompom pon. (repeat) The eyes in my face I'm going to put a lock on them So they can't see the weird things Of that crazy boy, so they can't So they can't see the weird things of that Of that crazy boy who Aims at you and fires That yokel of a brother you have Don't let him come to me with his laws He's a payo * and I'm a gypsy I've got king's blood running in my veins He's a payo * and I'm a gypsy I've got king's blood running in In the palm of my hand The leaf was green The grapevine was green Under the bridge It echoes, it echoes, it echoes... |
Lyrics Translated by Alan Smith Robertson, Song Translator
Editor's note: * The Porompompero is the person who beats the drum, or the sound of drumming. * A payo is a term used by gypsies to describe anyone who is not a gypsy
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