Dressed in white, what a glamour
and the kettle in the fire place with only water.
Alirón, pull the rope when going to Valencia.
Where will you go my dear without my permission.
So many bodices from silk and lace,
without a chair where to sit
Alirón, pull the rope when going to Italy.
Where will you go my dear where I do not go.
So many clocks from gold and so much chain
and then you go home and there is no food.
Alirón, pull the rope when going to Valencia
Where will you go my dear without my permission.
In the shoes the lordship has a note
where it is written I do not have a penny.
Alirón, pull the rope when going to Italy.
Where will you go my dear where I do not go.
'Cause he has no money to buy a mirror,
he watches himself in a bucket of water, fool.
Alirón, pull the rope when going to Valencia
Where will you go my dear without my permission.
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