Text & Translation
Anda jaleo
Spanish source:
Folksong
por ver si la divisaba,
y sólo divisé el polvo
del coche que la llevaba.
Anda jaleo, jaleo:
ya se acabó el alboroto
y vamos al tiroteo.
No salgas, paloma, al campo,
mira que soy cazador,
y si te tiro y te mato
para mí será el dolor,
para mí será el quebranto,
Anda, jaleo, jaleo:
ya se acabó el alboroto
y vamos al tiroteo.
En la calle de los Muros
han matado una paloma.
Yo cortaré con mis manos
las flores de su corona.
Anda jaleo, jaleo:
ya se acabó el alboroto
y vamos al tiroteo.
Come on, jaleo
English translation ©
Lorena Paz Nieto
To see if I could catch sight of her,
But I saw only the dust
Of the carriage that was taking her away.
Come on, jaleo*, jaleo:
Now the commotion is over
and we’re off to the shootout.
Don't go out to the fields, my dove,
Watch out, I am a hunter,
and if I shoot you and kill you,
The sorrow will be mine,
The heartbreak will be mine,
Come on, jaleo, jaleo:
Now the commotion is over
and we’re off to the shootout.
On the Street of the Walls
a dove has been killed.
With my own hands I will cut
the flowers for her wreath.
Come on, jaleo, jaleo:
Now the commotion is over
and we’re off to the shootout.
*a jaleo is a feature of flamenco that involves rhythmic hand-clapping and vocal interjections used to encourage and support the performers. It is lively and spontaneous, but is considered an integral part of flamenco art.
Anda jaleo
Spanish source:
Folksong
Come on, jaleo
English source:
Lorena Paz Nieto
Yo me alivié a un pino verde
I climbed a green pine tree
por ver si la divisaba,
To see if I could catch sight of her,
y sólo divisé el polvo
But I saw only the dust
del coche que la llevaba.
Of the carriage that was taking her away.
Anda jaleo, jaleo:
Come on, jaleo*, jaleo:
ya se acabó el alboroto
Now the commotion is over
y vamos al tiroteo.
and we’re off to the shootout.
No salgas, paloma, al campo,
Don't go out to the fields, my dove,
mira que soy cazador,
Watch out, I am a hunter,
y si te tiro y te mato
and if I shoot you and kill you,
para mí será el dolor,
The sorrow will be mine,
para mí será el quebranto,
The heartbreak will be mine,
Anda, jaleo, jaleo:
Come on, jaleo, jaleo:
ya se acabó el alboroto
Now the commotion is over
y vamos al tiroteo.
and we’re off to the shootout.
En la calle de los Muros
On the Street of the Walls
han matado una paloma.
a dove has been killed.
Yo cortaré con mis manos
With my own hands I will cut
las flores de su corona.
the flowers for her wreath.
Anda jaleo, jaleo:
Come on, jaleo, jaleo:
ya se acabó el alboroto
Now the commotion is over
y vamos al tiroteo.
and we’re off to the shootout.
