Yo soy nacido en Almagro
Me llaman Naranjerito,
Mi caballo es un petiso
Que va mañereando el carro.
Mi oreja pita un cigarro
Así no lastima una rosa,
Y mi chambergo se azonza
Cuando paso ante mi amor...
 
Recitado:
Por eso pasando delante el balcón
Le digo: ¡Hasta siempre...!
Con este pregón:
 
“Se va...
Tu Naranjerito con las naranjas
Se va... se va...
Se va
Por tus ojos negros...
Se va
Pa´ prenderte a un sueño...
Se va
Pa´ volver mañana
A mirarte en el balcón...
Yo sé
Que no debo amarte,
Aunque no pueda olvidarte...
Ya se va el Naranjerito
Se va... para no llorarte...”
 
Total por tus trenzas negras
Que se han metido en mi alma,
Total, por mi suerte perra
De rodar como naranja.
Total, porque andás con otro
Que no precisó yugarla,
Ya se va el Naranjerito
Con el sueño de tu amor...

English translation

I was born in Almagro
They call me Naranjerito,
My horse is a little one
That goes mornin' in the cart.
My ear whistles a cigar
So it doesn't hurt a rose,
And my chamberlain flips up
When I pass before my love...
 
Recited:
That's why passing in front of the balcony
I say to him: Farewell...!
With this proclamation:
 
"It goes...
Your Naranjerito with the oranges
Is leaving... is leaving...
It's leaving
For your black eyes...
It goes away
To catch you in a dream...
It goes away
To come back tomorrow
To look at you on the balcony...
I know
That I mustn't love you,
Even if I can't forget you...
The little orange tree is leaving
He's leaving... so as not to cry for you..."
 
Total for your black braids
That have gotten into my soul,
Total, because of my bitch luck
To roll around like an orange.
Total, because you're with someone else
Who didn't need to play it,
The little orange is leaving
With the dream of your love...