Paroles de La Pomeña (Girl From La Poma)

Eulogia tapia in la poma Gives her tenderness to the air If she passes over the sand She went stepping on the moon The wheat that she cuts Matures by her waist Looking at alfalfa flowers Her black eyes become blue The willow of your house Is crying for you Because they take you away, eulogia For carnival Her face gets covered with flour Her shadow gets covered with sand Chanting and disenchanting Her sorrows get jumbled up She comes on a white horse The caja drum trembles in her hands And when she sinks into the night She is a dark dahlia