Tres clavinas en un tiesto una blanka y una ros la d’en medio colorada empesijo del amor. Aman minnush, kusun minnush Yaron, minnush, minnush. Sheker minnush, minush No me veas amarillo mis caras eran conjas el calor y la tikia me trujeron a este hal Aman Minnush… A los sielos vo subir a las siete tabakás flecha d’oro vo echar ande caye el mi mazal. Aman Minnush… Una fuente enfrenti el otri Bebe agua y m’aferti Ve, hijica, y dile a tu mama Que te quero para mi Aman Minnush…
Three little carnations in a pot
one white and one pink
the one in the middle red,
the beginning of love. Ay little darling, little darling My dear one, little darling Sweetness, little darling Do not see me sallow,
my cheeks were once roses,
the heat and the fever
brought me to this state.
Ay little darling... To the heavens I will go up,
to the seven storeys,
an arrow of gold I will shoot
where my fortune will fall.
Ay little darling... A fountain across from the other,
she drinks water and offers me some.
Go, little girl, and tell your mother
that I want you for myself. Ay little darling...
From Arboleras vol. 1 - Sephardic cancionero and coplas oral tradition,1996
Typical of a cantigas the verses are not necessary directly related to each other nor in a specific order, though the topic circles around the longings, joys and pains of love.
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