The cemetery in Martos is white with snow
Song
1. The cemetery in Martos is white with snow, ; Not one of the first lovers is true, ; I turn my ring to another finger, ; I leave my first lover. ; ; 2. There are crocus flowers in the wheat, alas, but many, ; My rose got angry with me, ; Maybe that's why she got angry with me, ; Because she saw you a little more beautiful than me. ; ; 3. My little garden is torn apart by canal water, ; My heart is made sad by brown bitterness, ; Then there will be more pain in my heart, ; If I become your mother's rose.