Un home, San Antonio!

Joaquín Rodrigo Vidre

San Antonio bendito,

Blessed Saint Antonio,

Dádeme un home,

Give me a man,

Anque me mate,

Even if he mistreats me,

Anque m'esfole.

Even if he dishonours me.

Meu Santo San Antonio,

Please, Saint Antonio,

Daime un homiño,

Give me a little man,

Anqu'ó tamaño teña

Even if he be no bigger

D'un gran de millo.

Than a grain of millet.

Daimo, meu Santo,

Give him to me, please, Saint,

Anqu'os pés teña coxos,

Even if his feet be crippled,

Mancos os brazos.

And maimed his arms.

Unha muller sin home...

A wife without a man...

¡Santo bendito!

Blessed Saint!

E corpiño sin alma,

Is a body without a soul,

Festa sin trigo.

A fiesta without bread,

Pau viradoiro,

A useless spinning post

Qu'onda queira que vaya,

That wherever it goes

Troncho que troncho.

Cuts here and there to no avail.

Mais en tend' un homiño,

But having a man,

¡Virxe do Carme!

Virgin of Carmen,

Non hay mundo que chegue

If one has a man,

Para un folgarse.

There is no end to joy!

Que zamb' ou trenco,

Even if he is knock-kneed,

Sempr' é bó ter un home

Always to have a man

Para un remedio!

Is the remedy!

Meu Santo San Antonio,

Please, Saint Antonio,

Daime un homiño,

Give me a little man,

Anqu'ó tamaño teña

Even if he be no bigger

D'un gran de millo.

Than a grain of millet.

Daimo, meu Santo,

Give him to me, please, Saint,

Anqu'os pés teña coxos,

Even if his feet be crippled,

Mancos os brazos.

And maimed his arms.

Unha muller sin home...

A wife without a man...

¡Santo bendito!

Blessed Saint!

E corpiño sin alma,

Is a body without a soul,

Festa sin trigo.

A fiesta without bread,

Pau viradoiro,

A useless spinning post

Qu'onda queira que vaya,

That wherever it goes

Troncho que troncho.

Cuts here and there to no avail.

Mais en tend' un homiño,

But having a man,

¡Virxe do Carme!

Virgin of Carmen,

Non hay mundo que chegue

If one has a man,

Para un folgarse.

There is no end to joy!

Que zamb' ou trenco,

Even if he is knock-kneed,

Sempr' é bó ter un home

Always to have a man

Para un remedio!

Is the remedy!

Daimo, meu Santo,

Give him to me, please, Saint,

Anqu'os pés teña coxos,

Even if his feet be crippled,

Mancos os brazos.

And maimed his arms.

Unha muller sin home...

A wife without a man...

¡Santo bendito!

Blessed Saint!

E corpiño sin alma,

Is a body without a soul,

Festa sin trigo.

A fiesta without bread,

Pau viradoiro,

A useless spinning post

Qu'onda queira que vaya,

That wherever it goes

Troncho que troncho.

Cuts here and there to no avail.

Mais en tend' un homiño,

But having a man,

¡Virxe do Carme!

Virgin of Carmen,

Non hay mundo que chegue

If one has a man,

Para un folgarse.

There is no end to joy!

Que zamb' ou trenco,

Even if he is knock-kneed,

Sempr' é bó ter un home

Always to have a man

Para un remedio!

Is the remedy!

Unha muller sin home...

A wife without a man...

¡Santo bendito!

Blessed Saint!

E corpiño sin alma,

Is a body without a soul,

Festa sin trigo.

A fiesta without bread,

Pau viradoiro,

A useless spinning post

Qu'onda queira que vaya,

That wherever it goes

Troncho que troncho.

Cuts here and there to no avail.

Mais en tend' un homiño,

But having a man,

¡Virxe do Carme!

Virgin of Carmen,

Non hay mundo que chegue

If one has a man,

Para un folgarse.

There is no end to joy!

Que zamb' ou trenco,

Even if he is knock-kneed,

Sempr' é bó ter un home

Always to have a man

Para un remedio!

Is the remedy!

Pau viradoiro,

A useless spinning post

Qu'onda queira que vaya,

That wherever it goes

Troncho que troncho.

Cuts here and there to no avail.

Mais en tend' un homiño,

But having a man,

¡Virxe do Carme!

Virgin of Carmen,

Non hay mundo que chegue

If one has a man,

Para un folgarse.

There is no end to joy!

Que zamb' ou trenco,

Even if he is knock-kneed,

Sempr' é bó ter un home

Always to have a man

Para un remedio!

Is the remedy!

Mais en tend' un homiño,

But having a man,

¡Virxe do Carme!

Virgin of Carmen,

Non hay mundo que chegue

If one has a man,

Para un folgarse.

There is no end to joy!

Que zamb' ou trenco,

Even if he is knock-kneed,

Sempr' é bó ter un home

Always to have a man

Para un remedio!

Is the remedy!

Que zamb' ou trenco,

Even if he is knock-kneed,

Sempr' é bó ter un home

Always to have a man

Para un remedio!

Is the remedy!