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Cascabelito


Entre la loca alegria
volvamos a darnos cita
misteriosa mascarita
de aquel loco carnaval.
Donde estas Cascabelito,
mascarita pizpireta,
tan bonita y tan coqueta
con tu risa de cristal.


Let's have us a rendezvous
amid the mad festivity,
my little mask of mystery
and carnival craziness.
Where did you go, little jing-a-ling.
my cutie-pie maskette,
my pretty, my sweet, my coquette,
with your crystal little laugh.
Cascabel, Cascabelito;
rie, rie y no llores
que tu risa juvenil
tenga perfumes de tus amores.
Cascabel, Cascabelito;
rie, no tengas cuidado
que aunque no estoy a tu lado
te llevo en mi corazón.
 Little bell, my little jing-a-ling.
giggle away and don't cry;
your laughter's youthful ring
has the fragrance of your loves...
Little bell, my little jing-a-ling,
keep laughing without a care;
you might not have me there,
but I've got you in my heart.
Mascarita misteriosa,
por tener mi alma suspensa
me ofreciste en recompensa
tu boca como un clavel.
Y cuando nos despedimos
llenos de dulce embeleso,
el ruido de nuestro beso
lo apago tu cascabel.		 Little mask of mystery,
to keep my spirit guessing
you gave me the little blessing,
the carnation your mouth is...
and as we came apart,
full of sweet astonishment,
your little bell stood still
amid the noise of our kiss.

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