Negrita Martina Letra – Mercedes Sosa

Negrita Martina Letra by Mercedes Sosa

Escuche, negrita martina
La copla chiquita que el rey va a dejar
Y ponga motita en la almohada
Que usté está cansada de tanto esperar

Su madre está en el arroyo
Lavando la ropa de amita leonor
Su padre ha vuelto cansado
No vendió un plumero, le trajo una flor

Martina, melchor ya lo sabe
“Tú no comes rosas; tú precisas pan”
Rey mago de los niños pobres
No te trajo harina, tan sólo canción

Abrace, negrita martina
La copla chiquita que el rey le dejó
Y ponga motita en la almohada
Que usté está cansada de tanto esperar
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Negrita Martina Lyrics English

Listen, bold Martina
The Chiquita Copla that the King is going to leave
And motion on the pillow
That I used is tired of so much wait

His mother is in the stream
Washing Amita Leonor’s clothes
His father has turned tired
He did not sell a duster, he brought him a flower

Martina, Melchor already knows
“You do not eat roses; you agree bread”
King Wizard of Poor Children
It did not bring you flour, just song

Embrace, bold Martina
The Chiquita Copla that the King left
And motion on the pillow
That I used is tired of so much wait
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Mercedes Sosa Lyrics – Negrita Martina

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Negrita Martina