El rey que tanto madruga

Performers: Ensemble Alhambra

The king who arose early
to the queen’s quarters went.

The queen’s hair was loose
as she gazed at her beauty.

The king in playful mood
squeezed the queen’s hand.

Stay, stay, Anderlino,
you my first love.

Two sons by the king I have,
your two make four.

The king’s sons eat separately,
and yours at my side,

The king’s sons shoot arrows
and yours golden darts,

The king’s sons wear silk,
yours pearls and brocade.

The king’s son ride on mules,
yours ride on horses,

As she turned her face to him,
the king she saw there.

Forgive me, forgive me, Sire
I must have been dreaming.

Early tomorrow as soon as day breaks,
you and your first love a red rope will wear.