El Majo Tímido (englisch) Songtext / Lyric

The Timid Majo

A “majo” comes to my window at night
and looks at me, as soon as he sees me he sighs
and walks away down the street.
Oh what a slow fellow you are!
If he spends his life like this
then I am amused.
If today again he passes and looks at me
and does not show enthusiasm,
then I will let out this greeting:
goodbye, Mr. Ghost.
Oh what a slow fellow you are!
Women in love hate
quiet window-sills.

MS. BERGANZA’S VERSION
Once again he comes near me and goes away
If he lets life go by this way
then I am amused
what a waste of time