La pajarera [English translation]

Little birdie... Little birdie...

I have them in a thousand colours, little girl:

I carry warbling ones!

Come on, do buy some...

They warble, they sing

The song of love.

To the loving season,

Where the birds used to trill most cheerfully;

Let's go then, my dear Rosie,

To listen to those lovely songs.

You know it already, that I'm a bird vendress;

I spend my life singing in the meadows,

Enjoying the Spring,

The bright songs of the birds...

When you go to Mexico City, Rosie;

When you reach the capital,

Five pesos are the lowerst price

That they could pay you for these birds.

A wild birdie has already fallen in the trap!

A golfinch has already fallen!

A couple of sparrows have already fallen...

A sparrow hawk's been trapped, with much dedication!

To the loving season,

Where the birds used to trill most cheerfully;

Let's go then, my dear Rosie,

To listen to those lovely songs.

Rosie is now leaving and saying goodbye;

She says goodbye with much pleasure and enthusiasm!

I am, gentlemen, the little bird vendress

Who is leaving you, as I go with her...

Little birdie... Little birdie...

• Artist:Rocío Banquells
• Album:Entrega total (1987)