Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song La Villerita , by - Mercedes Sosa. Release date: 31.12.2014
Song language: Spanish
La Villerita(original) |
| La villerita |
| Rancho de lata, carton y chapa |
| Pinta sus labios |
| Peina su pelo |
| Rubio dorado recien teñido |
| Que ayer fue negro |
| Tacos de engaño |
| Escasos años los diecisiete |
| Recien cumplidos |
| Vuela del nido |
| La abuela cuida |
| Duerma tranquilo |
| Mi dulce niño… |
| Vuela vuela soñando tener un dia |
| Como todas la dicha tan merecida |
| Esa que en las revistas le dan envidia |
| Mala semilla, bala perdida… |
| Vuela, vuelan bien alto sus ambiciones |
| Sueña hallarle a su vida las soluciones |
| Desterrar la miseria de sus rincones |
| Techo y cobijo sin privaciones… |
| Te vi desnuda, tu cuerpo helado desvergonzado |
| Bajo el tapado |
| Y enamorado |
| Por dos centavos el mismo juez |
| Que te ha condenado |
| Supermercado |
| Venta de besos placer y goces |
| Por unos pesos |
| Veinte ventanas |
| Antes del puente, muy poca luz |
| Panamericana… |
| Vuela vuela bien alto que no te alcancen |
| Vuela que no te alcancen buitres de barro |
| Esos que solamente tiran el carro |
| Ocho cuarenta ¡hay que borrarlos! |
| Vuela vuela bien alto paloma herida |
| Vuela vuela si quieres cambiar de vida |
| Vuela antes que la noche cubra tus dias |
| Paloma mia! |
| Paloma herida! |
| Vuela vuela bien alto que no te alcancen |
| Vuela que no te alcancen buitres de barro |
| Esos que solamente tiran el carro |
| Ocho cuarenta ¡hay que borrarlos! |
| Paloma mia! |
| Paloma herida! |
| Mi villerita! |
| Paloma mia! |
| (translation) |
| the villerita |
| Ranch made of tin, cardboard and sheet metal |
| paint her lips |
| comb her hair |
| freshly dyed golden blonde |
| that yesterday was black |
| cheating tacos |
| Barely seventeen |
| recently completed |
| fly from the nest |
| grandma takes care |
| sleep easy |
| My sweet child… |
| Fly fly dreaming of having a day |
| Like all the happiness so deserved |
| The one that in the magazines makes you envious |
| Bad seed, stray bullet... |
| Fly, your ambitions fly high |
| She dreams of finding her solutions to her life |
| Banish misery from its corners |
| Roof and shelter without deprivation… |
| I saw you naked, your frozen body unashamed |
| under the cover |
| and in love |
| For two cents the same judge |
| that he has condemned you |
| Supermarket |
| Sale of pleasure kisses and enjoyments |
| for a few pesos |
| twenty windows |
| Before the bridge, very little light |
| Pan-American… |
| Fly, fly high, don't get hit |
| Fly, don't get hit by mud vultures |
| Those who only pull the car |
| Eight forty, we have to erase them! |
| Fly, fly high, wounded dove |
| Fly fly if you want to change your life |
| Fly before the night covers your days |
| My dove! |
| Wounded pigeon! |
| Fly, fly high, don't get hit |
| Fly, don't get hit by mud vultures |
| Those who only pull the car |
| Eight forty, we have to erase them! |
| My dove! |
| Wounded pigeon! |
| My villerita! |
| My dove! |