Ven querida Ven querida, ven amada
Ven al bodre de la mar
Amán, amán
Ven te contaré mis males
Que te metas a llorar
Amán, amán
Huérfano de padre y de madre
Yo no tengo onde arrimar
Amán, amán
Estira la tuya pierna um poko m'arrimare.
Azere un buen suenyo
En tus brasos muerere
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