Siguiriyas
Traditional

Detrás del carrito
lloraba mi madre
la pobrecita no lloraba agüita,
que lloraba sangre.

Behind the cart
my mother cried
the poor woman did not cry tears,
she cried blood

I came across this letra in the little book of letras, Para Los Amantes del Flamenco, by Anaya & Mario Muchnik that Melinda gave to me.

Here’s a video of a siguiryas workshop by Soraya Clavijo:

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