Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Las Caraqueñas, artist - Guaco. Date of issue: 03.11.2016
Song language: Spanish
Las Caraqueñas(original) |
| No sé que tienen las chicas lindas |
| Que de Caracas |
| Con su caminar tan sabrosón |
| Que a todo el mundo arrebata |
| Cuando las miro al pasar |
| El cuerpo se me estremece |
| No puedo hablar solo mirar |
| Pues mudo quedé |
| Y si las miro otra vez me moriré |
| ¡y es que tienen un swing! |
| No sé que tienen las chicas lindas |
| Que de Caracas |
| Con su caminar tan sabrosón |
| Que a todo el mundo arrebata |
| Cuando las miro al pasar |
| El cuerpo se me estremece |
| No puedo hablar solo mirar |
| Pues mudo quedé |
| Y si las miro otra vez me moriré |
| (cómo caminan las caraqueñas) |
| Esas jevas de Caracas me tiene un ojo gastao |
| (cómo caminan las caraqueñas) |
| Y cuando voy al litoral |
| Su piel bronceada por el sol seguramente |
| Mamita rica, me fascina |
| (cómo caminan las caraqueñas) |
| Yo pienso que todo lo tienen |
| Belleza, pureza, inteligencia |
| ¡cosa más grande, caraqueña! |
| (cómo caminan las caraqueñas) |
| Tienen un caminao, dulce como el melao |
| No como nada, como todo |
| (cómo caminan las caraqueñas) |
| A las en la Metropolitana, la Santa Maria ven |
| A la Católica y a la Central, canto yo |
| (translation) |
| I don't know what pretty girls have |
| What of Caracas |
| With his walk so tasty |
| That everyone snatches away |
| When I look at them passing |
| The body shakes me |
| I can't talk just look |
| Well, I was silent |
| And if I look at them again I will die |
| and they have a swing! |
| I don't know what pretty girls have |
| What of Caracas |
| With his walk so tasty |
| That everyone snatches away |
| When I look at them passing |
| The body shakes me |
| I can't talk just look |
| Well, I was silent |
| And if I look at them again I will die |
| (how the caraqueñas walk) |
| Those jevas from Caracas have a worn-out eye for me |
| (how the caraqueñas walk) |
| And when I go to the coast |
| Her sun-tanned skin surely |
| Rich mommy, she fascinates me |
| (how the caraqueñas walk) |
| I think they have it all |
| Beauty, purity, intelligence |
| Greater thing, caraqueña! |
| (how the caraqueñas walk) |
| They have a walk, sweet as melao |
| I don't eat anything, I eat everything |
| (how the caraqueñas walk) |
| At the Metropolitan, the Santa Maria come |
| To the Catholic and to the Central, I sing |