Una Tarde de Verano

Una tarde de verano One afternoon in summer
Pasi por la moreriya
While passing through the Moorish quarter
I vi una Mora lavando I saw a Moorish girl washing
Al pie de una fuente friya. At the foot of a cold fountain.
Yo le dishe, “Mora linda,” I said, “Pretty Moorish girl,”
Yo le dishe, “Mora beya, I said, “Beautiful Moorish girl,
Desha bever a mis kavayos May my I water my horses
Estas aquas kristalinas?” From these crystal waters?”
“No soy Mora, el kavaljero, “I am not Moorish, Knight,
Ke soy d’ Espanya nasida, For I was born in Spain;
Ke me kautivaron Moros “I was captured by the Moors
Diya de Paskua florida.” At the time of Passover.”
“Si kerej venir konmigo “If you want to come with me,
A Espanya te yevariya.” I will take you to Spain.”
“Porke yoras, ninya beya, Why are you crying, beautiful girl,
Porke yoras, ninya linda?” Why are you crying, lovely girl?”
“Yoro porke en estos kampos Because in these fields
Mi padre a kasar veniya My father used to hunt
Kun mi ermaniko, Aleksandro, With my little brother, Alexander,
I toda su companiya.” And all his company.”
“Avrej puertas i ventanas, “Open the doors and windows,
Balkones I galeriyas, Balconies and galleries;
Ke por trayer una espoza, For I am not bringing a wife;
Vos trygo una ermana miya.” I am bringing back my sister!”