Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Camisa Negra, artist - Juanes. Album song Mi Sangre, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Universal Music Latino
Song language: Spanish
La Camisa Negra(original) |
(No, por pobre y feo ni por antojado) |
Tengo la camisa negra, |
hoy mi amor está de luto; |
hoy tengo en el alma una pena |
y es por culpa de tu embrujo. |
Yo sé que tú ya no me quieres, |
y eso es lo que mas me hiere; |
que tengo la camisa negra |
y una pena que me duele. |
Mal parece que solo me quedé, |
y fue pura todita tu mentira; |
qué maldita mala suerte la mía |
que aquel día te encontré. |
Por beber del veneno malévolo de tu amor, |
yo quedé moribundo y lleno de dolor; |
respiré de ese humo amargo de tu adiós, |
y desde que tú te fuiste, yo sólo tengo... |
Tengo la camisa negra |
porque negra tengo el alma; |
yo por ti perdí la calma |
y casi pierdo hasta mi cama. |
Cama cama c'mon baby, |
te digo con disimulo, |
que tengo la camisa negra |
y debajo tengo el difunto. |
(¡Pa' enterrártelo cuando quieras mamita!) |
(Así como lo oye, mija) |
Tengo la camisa negra, |
ya tu amor no me interesa; |
lo que ayer me supo a gloria |
hoy me sabe a pura |
Miércoles por la tarde |
y tú que no llegas, |
ni siquiera muestras señas; |
y yo con la camisa negra |
y tus maletas en la puerta. |
Mal parece que solo me quedé, |
y fue pura todita tu mentira; |
qué maldita mala suerte la mía |
que aquel día te encontré. |
Por beber del veneno malévolo de tu amor, |
yo quedé moribundo y lleno de dolor; |
respiré de ese humo amargo de tu adiós, |
y desde que tú te fuiste, yo sólo tengo... |
Tengo la camisa negra |
porque negra tengo el alma; |
yo por ti perdí la calma |
y casi pierdo hasta mi cama. |
Cama cama c'mon baby, |
te digo con disimulo, |
que tengo la camisa negra |
y debajo tengo el difunto. |
Tengo la camisa negra |
porque negra tengo el alma; |
yo por ti perdí la calma |
y casi pierdo hasta mi cama. |
Cama cama c'mon baby, |
te digo con disimulo, |
que tengo la camisa negra |
y debajo tengo el difunto. |
(translation) |
(No, because it's poor and ugly or because it's whimsical) |
I have the black shirt, |
today my love is in mourning; |
Today I have a sorrow in my soul |
and it's because of your spell. |
I know that you don't love me anymore |
and that is what hurts me the most; |
I have the black shirt |
and a pity that hurts me. |
Bad it seems that I only stayed, |
and all your lie was pure; |
what a damn bad luck mine |
That day I found you |
For drinking from the malevolent poison of your love, |
I was dying and full of pain; |
I breathed that bitter smoke of your goodbye, |
And since you left, I only have... |
I have the black shirt |
because my soul is black; |
I lost my calm because of you |
and I almost lost my bed. |
Bed bed c'mon baby, |
I tell you sneakily, |
I have the black shirt |
and below I have the deceased. |
(To stab you whenever you want mommy!) |
(Just as you hear it, mija) |
I have the black shirt, |
your love doesn't interest me anymore; |
what yesterday tasted like glory |
today tastes like pure |
Wednesday evening |
and you who do not arrive, |
Not even showing signs; |
and me with the black shirt |
and your bags at the door. |
Bad it seems that I only stayed, |
and all your lie was pure; |
what a damn bad luck mine |
That day I found you |
For drinking from the malevolent poison of your love, |
I was dying and full of pain; |
I breathed that bitter smoke of your goodbye, |
And since you left, I only have... |
I have the black shirt |
because my soul is black; |
I lost my calm because of you |
and I almost lost my bed. |
Bed bed c'mon baby, |
I tell you sneakily, |
I have the black shirt |
and below I have the deceased. |
I have the black shirt |
because my soul is black; |
I lost my calm because of you |
and I almost lost my bed. |
Bed bed c'mon baby, |
I tell you sneakily, |
I have the black shirt |
and below I have the deceased. |