Esther Varsano
Los Siete Ijus Di Hana (Ladino Lyrics)
Siete ijos tiene Hana
Hana, la buena Djudiya
Los mando a yamar el Re
A todos siete en un diya.
Ven aki, ijos de Hana
Hana, la buena Djudiya
Te dare la mi korona
Asentate en la mi siya
Yo no kero tu korona
Ni me asento en la su siya
Yo no piedro mi Ley Santa
No entro en la falsiya.
Hannah’s Seven Sons (English Lyrics)
Hannah has seven sons,
Hannah, the good Jewess,
The King calls for them,
All seven in a day.
Come here, sons of Hannah,
Hannah, the good Jewess,
I’ll give you my crown,
And you’ll sit on my throne.
I don’t want your crown,
Nor do I want to sit on your throne,
I will not forget my Holy Law,
I don’t believe in falsehood.
La Doncella Guerrera (Spanish Lyrics)
En Sevilla a un sevillano siete hijas le dió Dios
todas siete fueron hembras y ninguno fué varón.
A la más chiquita de ellas le llevó la inclinación
de ir a servir a la guerra vestidita de varón.
Al montar en el caballo, la espada se le cayó
por decir ¡maldita sea¡, dijo -Maldita sea yo.
El rey que lo estaba oyendo, de amores se cautivó:
-Madre, los ojos de Marcos, son de hembra, no de varón.
-Convídala tú, hijo mío, a los ríos a nadar
que si ella fuese hembra, no se querá desnudar.
Toditos los caballeros se empiezan a desnudar
y el caballero don Marcos se ha retirado a llorar.
-¿Porqué llora usted don Marcos?.- ¿Porqué debo de llorar?
Por un falso testimonio que me quieren levantar.
-No llores alma querida, no llores mi corazón,
que eso que tú tanto sientes, eso lo deseo yo.
The Warrior Maiden (English Lyrics)
In Sevilla, God bestowed onto a Sevillan seven daughters
all seven were female and none were male.
The youngest of them was inclined
to go serve in the war dressed as a male.
When riding her horse, her sword fell,
instead of “damn it!” she said “damn me!”
the king who was listening, captivated; fell in love:
– Mother, Marco’s eyes are the eyes of a woman, not a man.
– Invite her, my son, to swim in the rivers
if she is a woman, she will not want to undress.
All of the knights began to undress
and the knight Sir Marcos has gone off to cry.
– Why are you crying, Sir Marcos?
– Why do I cry? for attempting to bear false witness against me.
– Don’t cry my beloved, don’t cry my love,
that which you feel deeply, I desire it for myself.
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