Cancién Siete canciones populares espafolas ¢ isn Song Por tratdotes, tus ojos, Voy a entertatlos; Por traidores, tus ojos, Voy a enterratlos Because they are traitors, your eyes, Tm going to bury them: Because they are traitors, your eyes, Tm going to bury them, Nosabes lo que cuesta, You don’t know what it cost, “Del aire” “In the ait” Nia, el miratos Dear, to see them, ‘Madre, ala onlla” "Mother, om the ei Nitta, el mirarlos Dear, to sce them, "Madre" Mother,” Disen que no me quieres, They say you don’t love me, Yyaime has querido. And me you hace loved Dicen que no me quieres, They say you don’ love me, yame has queride, Anil me you have loved. Vayase lo ganado, Away with what was won, “Del aite™ “In the ait” Por lo pend, For what was lost. “Madre ala orills” "Mother on the edge,” For what was lost, “Mother.” Spanish Folk Poetry Manuel de Falla Allegretto (J. (1876-1946) con grazia Por trai pochisimo rit, a tempo = omar = dos; “Ma-dreja laps - [a tempo a poco rit. (gradualmente) ‘poco rit.