Translation of the song lyrics La Sitiera - The Mavericks

La Sitiera (original)

Sitiera mía
Dime qué has hecho
De nuestro dulce hogar
Reina que un dia
Fue la alegria
De todo aquel sitial
Lágrimas vierte la sitiería
Que tiende a desolar
Y es por no verte
Reina, que un día
Fuiste de aquel lugar
Ya el jilguero se alejó
De aquel frondoso algarrobo
Y hasta la mata de jobo
Nos da muestra de dolor
La sitiera se ha marchado
Y yo enamorado lloro por su amor
Y es para la sitiería
Cual si fuera un día
Que le falta el sol
Ven sitiera por favor
Ven conmigo a mi retiro
Y gozaremos de amor
Al son del timple y el güiro
Ven sitiera por favor
Ven conmigo a mi retiro
Y gozaremos de amor
Al son del timple y el güiro
Ven sitiera por favor
Ven conmigo a mi retiro
Y gozaremos de amor
Al son del timple y el güiro
Ven sitiera por favor
Ven conmigo a mi retiro
Y gozaremos de amor
Al son del timple y el güiro

La Sitiera (translation)

My keeper of the field,
Tell me what spell you cast
Upon our honeyed dwelling,
You, sovereign, once crowned
As laughter’s living spring,
Of all that throne of earth.
Tears run in furrows through the meadow’s heart,
Spreading its wasteland veil,
For I do not behold you—
Queen, who once,
Were spirit of that soil—
The goldfinch has forsaken us, flown
From the carob’s lush cathedral shade,
Even the wild plum’s tangled boughs
Display the ache of loss.
The field-keeper is vanished,
And I, in longing’s thrall, lament her vanished love.
The meadow mourns for her—
As if this day itself
Were orphaned of the sun.
Return, O field-keeper, I entreat you,
Come, withdraw with me to hidden quiet,
And let us taste love’s rapture,
To the cadence of timple and güiro’s song.
Return, O field-keeper, I entreat you,
Come, withdraw with me to hidden quiet,
And let us taste love’s rapture,
To the cadence of timple and güiro’s song.
Return, O field-keeper, I entreat you,
Come, withdraw with me to hidden quiet,
And let us taste love’s rapture,
To the cadence of timple and güiro’s song.
Return, O field-keeper, I entreat you,
Come, withdraw with me to hidden quiet,
And let us taste love’s rapture,
To the cadence of timple and güiro’s song.