Lyrics of Bulerias De La Perla - Camarón De La Isla

Bulerias De La Perla (original)

Ay…
El cante por bulerias
Como lo decia la Perla
Nadie lo dira en la via
Me tires que me tires
Que me tires a la tarralla
He visto un bicho correr
Un bichito mu feo
Que por la orilla que da la playa
Me voy con mis niños, maita
Quien me quiera llevar
Y ay mujer, ay mujer
Que fuente azul de arte
Como yo le grite al viento
Porque no puede aguantarse
Las penas que lleva dentro
Estoy queriendo una niña
Y no me la da su mare
Amor eterno ma jurao
Aunque le salgan los novios a pares
Asi son las cosas
Que me hacen pensar
Que hay que vivir la via
Y sin descanso amar
Ni el sol que lleva su carrera
Que ni el pontifice romano
Que a mi me quitara
Que yo te quiera
Tu eres negra y cataplausia
Tambien quieres un quitasol
Ay por que dices
Que no venias
Porque no tiene color
Y eres negra y catapacia
Tiemblo de via
Siete porrazos
Que le van a dar
Que una negrita que le decia;
Ay baila mi negra por caria
Machaca macha machaca
Que machaca el mechero
Que tu eres de La Habana
Que yo soy habanero

(translation)

Oh…
The buleria singing
As Pearl used to say
No one will say it on the road
you throw me you throw me
that you throw me to the tarralla
I have seen a bug run
A very ugly little bug
That along the shore that faces the beach
I'm going with my children, maita
who wants to take me
And oh woman, oh woman
what a blue art font
As I shout to the wind
'Cause you can't hold on
The sorrows that you carry inside
I'm wanting a girl
And she does not give it to me her mother
Eternal love ma jurao
Even if boyfriends come out in pairs
So are the things
that make me think
that you have to live the road
and relentlessly love
Not even the sun that carries his career
That neither the Roman pontiff
that he took away from me
That I love you
You are black and cataplause
You also want a sunshade
Oh why do you say
that you did not come
because it has no color
And you're black and catapacia
shiver of way
seven blows
What are they going to give you?
That a black girl who told him;
Oh my black dances for caria
pound pound pound
that crushes the lighter
That you are from Havana
that I am from Havana