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The I'Ll Dance
“The I’ll Dance” was the father of a Mine’s good family friend. In the main festivities of Navalmanzano, Segovia And its pilgrimages He did not dare to ask the girls to dance Afraid that everyone would give him pumpkins. -The mowers are coming The housewives are coming And the young women who came from Segovia and Madrid They have gone to Mass. -Dance “I’ll dance”. -I don’t dance. I have come to the pilgrimage not to dance But to see the patting dance. -Look, that girl you like She has lost her headband. -If she has lost the headband, let her lose it It won't make me sad. Besides, what less can a woman lose In the dance? I'll dance, you're afraid of falling in love And let a female tell you that she loves you And finally forget you. -You are right; I fear climbing from her with her She uphill, and down to the plain To play with our sexes Under the hazelnuts. -But, that female you like You can forget it now Well, Secretary Melitón has passed through her The local fool And an outsider with a gift. -With who? -Yes, that gentleman from Haro, La Rioja With whom she had a son Born in the field. -But, although I like happiness Of that badly broken ass I do not dance; another day i’ll dance Knowing that loves and pains Take away sleep I, since I don't have these I rest and sleep.
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