Song 118: "La Adelita"

On the height of a tall ridge
A regiment found itself camping
And a woman who bravely followed them
Crazily in love with the sargeant

Popular amongst the troop was Adelita
The woman whom the sergeant idolised
And on top of being brave she was pretty
And even the colonel respected her

And it was heard, that he said, he who so much loved her:

And if Adelita wanted to be my bride
And if Adelita would be my wife
I would buy her a silken dress
And take her to dance in at headquarters

And if Adelita were to run away with another
I would follow her over land and over sea
If over sea then in a vessel of war
If over land then in a military train

And after the cruel battle ended
And after the troop returned to their encampment
Because of the voice of a woman who was weeping
A prayer was heard throughout the camp

And when he heard her the sergeant feared
Of losing his forever his beloved
Hiding his pain under his coat
To his beloved he sang in this manner

And it was heard that he said, he who was surely dead

And if by chance I died in the war
And my body is going to be buried
Adelita, by God I ask of you,
That you do not cry for me

En lo alto de la abrupta serranía
Acampado se encontraba un regimiento
Y una moza que valiente los seguía
Locamente enamorada del sargento.

Popular entre la tropa era Adelita
La mujer que el sargento idolatraba
Y además de ser valiente era bonita
Que hasta el mismo Coronel la respetaba.

Y se oía, que decía, aquel que tanto la quería:

Y si Adelita quisiera ser mi novia
Y si Adelita fuera mi mujer
Le compraría un vestido de seda
Para llevarla a bailar al cuartel.

Y si Adelita se fuera con otro
La seguiría por tierra y por mar
Si por mar en un buque de guerra
Si por tierra en un tren militar

Y después que terminó la cruel batalla
Y la tropa regresó a su campamento
Por la voz de una mujer que sollozaba
La plegaria se oyó en el campamento.

Y al oírla el sargento temeroso
De perder para siempre su adorada
Escondiendo su dolor bajo el rebozo
A su amada le cantó de esta manera…

Y se oía que decía aquel que tanto se moría…

Y si acaso yo muero en la guerra,
Y mi cadáver lo van a sepultar,
Adelita, por Dios te lo ruego,
Que por mí no vayas a llorar.