Alaisu laisu laisu
Alaisu laisu laisá
I feel sorrow because I have
That even my heart hurts
And I’m consuming myself
And it doesn’t hurt me at all
It hurts me
It hurts me
It hurts me
Look, it hurts me
Alaisu laisu laisu
Alaisu laisu laisá
To the cove I went for flowers
To the cove I went for flowers
To give to my flamenco
Who steals hearts
To give to my flamenco
Who steals hearts
I don’t need any mediator
My little fish, I only sell it
And with those who buy it
Well, I entertain myself
Giving advice
That I don’t have for myself
When the sea is rough
When the sea is rough
I stay in my house
With my candle lit
Alaisu laisu laisu
Alaisu laisu laisá
He sang with much fatigue
A gypsy made me cry
And he sang with much fatigue
And it made me remember
The range of his voice
Just like my father’s
He had the same metal
Alaisu laisu laisu
Alaisu laisu laisá