Doce Cascabeles [English translation]

Twelve bells my horse wears along the roads

And a pair of carnations pinned to the hair my romera wears

The cart that goes forward

A thousand little bells carry on ringing

And even the wheels make their melody

Because the axes go chiming

The cart frame covered in myrtle trees

Awnings with the sky of Andalucia

How well my steeds swing their arms,

There is no cart like mine

Twelve bells my horse wears along the roads

And a pair of carnations pinned to the hair my romera wears

The street turns into all flowers

To the happy steps of the romeras

There are madrigals, kisses and loves

By the roads and the hillsides

Under the wings of my hat

Oh, how beautiful my romeras go

They go pouring out grace and charm

It seems like the whole world is of them

Twelve bells my horse wears along the roads

And a pair of carnations pinned to the hair my romera wears

• Artist:Joselito