Sung by Flora Benamor. Tetuán, 1956.

The bride meets her beloved at the river’s edge and boldly embraces him. The groom praises the bride's beautiful body but wonders what she is hiding behind her gold dust makeup. The bride assures him that her mother did nothing to enhance her natural beauty. How do you sell your charms, asks the groom, and she answers, I give it to the man of my heart.

I went to bathe at the river’s edge,
I went to bathe at the river's edge.
There I found, mother, my handsome friend;
Gave me one embrace and I gave him five,
And I gave him five.

I went to bathe at the clearing's edge,
I went to bathe at the clearing's edge.
There I found, mother, my handsome lover;
Gave me one embrace and I gave him four,
And I gave him four.

Heavens, the splendid body of the bride,
Heavens, the splended body of the bride,
Are you hiding anything
Behind that makeup of gold dust,
Of gold dust?

My mother never put anything on me,
My mother never put anything on me;
The face of this bride is like the moon:
An ounce of grace,
How do you sell it?
How do you sell it?

I don't sell it by the ounce or for money,
I don't sell it by the ounce or for money;
I offer it to the lover of my heart,
An ounce of grace and all my fortune,
And all my fortune

Heavens, my bride, kiss me,
Heavens, my bride, kiss me;
With your sweet mouth full of love,
An ounce of love,
How do you sell it?
How do you sell it?

Heavens, the graceful body of the bride,
Heavens, the graceful body of the bride,
Are you hiding anything
Behind your makeup?
It appears so to your husband,
To your husband.

Sung by Flora Benamor. Tetuán, 1956.

Fuérame a bañar a orillas del rio,
fuérame a bañar a orillas del rio.
Allí encontré, madre, a mi lindo amigo;
el me dió un abrazo y yo le di cinco,
y yo le di cinco.

Fuérame a bañar a orillas del claro,
fuérame a bañar a orillas del claro.
Allí encontré, madre, a mi lindo amado;
el me dió un abrazo y yo le di cuatro,
y yo le di cuatro.

Por Dios la nuestra novia cuerpo lucido,
por Dios la nuestra novia cuerpo lucido,
que vos poneís en escondido
si vos poneís albayalde de oro molido,
de oro molido.

No me puso mi madre cosa ninguna,
no me puso mi madre cosa ninguna;
la cara de esta novia como la luna:
que la onza de la gracia,
¿y a cómo la vende?,
¿y a cómo la vende?

No lo vendo por onza ni per cuartero,
ni lo vendo por onza ni per cuartero;
se la vendo a mi amante de mi corazón,
que la onza de la gracia y a todo mi bien,
y a todo mi bien.

Por Dios, la nuestra novia, béseme,
por Dios, la nuestra novia, béseme;
con vuestra boca dulce llena de amore,
que la onza de la gracia,
¿y a cómo la vende?
¿y a cómo la vende?

Por Dios, la nuestra novia cuerpo garrido
por Dios, la nuestra novia cuerpo garrido
¿Qué vos poneís en escondido
si vos poneís albayalde?
Que también vos parecía vuestro marido,
y a vuestro marido.