| [7] | Si dormis, donçella, Despertad y abrid, Que venida es la hora, Si quereis partir. Si descalza estais No querais calzar, Que muchas las aquas Teneis de pasar— Las aguas tan hondas De Guadalquivír; Que venida es la hora Si teneis partir. |
THE LOVER TO THE SAILOR
Now tell me this, my sailor boy,
As sure as you love your wine,
Oh did you ever see a ship
As trim as that girl of mine?
And you who’ve been in many a gale,
And stood on many a deck;
Oh did you ever see a sail
As white as my true love’s neck?