Lyrics of Camilo - Alberto Cortez

Camilo (original)

Tu corazn es un violn
Que est afinado en Fe mayor,
Latiendo en Fe mayor,
Vibrando en Fe mayor
Donde compones la cancin
Ms elevada de tu voz,
El Cosmos de tu voz… entero.
Por la solapa de tu ingenio
Bailotea un Arlequn,
Un mgico Arlequn
Que ejerce de Arlequn
En la tarea diccionaria
De crecer de exigir
Un tiempo de vivir sin «peros».
Camilo colmena,
Sin duda ninguna.
Camilo que «cela»
La luz de la luna.
Distancia y encuentro,
Sendero y vereda.
Camilo por dentro…
Camilo por fuera…
Del mar y en el aire,
Velero, bandera.
Camilo de nadie,
Ni tuyo siquiera.
Con gaita y guitarra,
«Pandeiro"y cencerro
Nos vamos de farra…,
ЎQu ladren los perros!
En la trastienda de tus ojos,
Es decir, la libertad
De amar y desamar,
Lo menos o lo ms
Le das abrigo a los fantasmas
Que te quieren habitar
El alma y su arrabal… tu todo.
Perdname la insensatez
De andar nombrndote en plural,
Me niego a renunciar
A ser un charlatn
Que anda ««pisando
La dudosa luz del da""y al pasar,
Le da por regalar apodos.
Camilo leyenda,
Molino, farola.
ЎQu bueno que vengan
Y vayan las olas!
De tanta bohemia
Te has hecho andariego
Y es cosa muy seria
Andar de Gallego.
Camilo lujuria,
Por cierto, si vieras
Las nalgas de Julia
Son dos primaveras.
De ayer y hasta siempre
Te llevo conmigo,
Conmigo presente,
Camilo… mi amigo.

(translation)

your heart is a violin
That is tuned in Fe major,
Beating in Fe Major,
Vibrating in Major Faith
Where do you compose the song?
Higher than your voice,
The Cosmos of your voice... entire.
By the lapel of your wit
A Harlequin dances,
A magical Harlequin
What acts as Harlequin
In the dictionary task
From growing to demanding
A time to live without “buts”.
Camilo Hive,
Without a doubt.
Camilo that "jealous"
The light of the moon.
Distance and meeting,
Path and sidewalk.
Camilo inside...
Camilo outside...
Of the sea and in the air,
Sailboat, flag.
nobody's Camilo,
Not even yours.
With bagpipes and guitar,
"Pandeiro" and cowbell
We're going partying...
Let the dogs bark!
In the back room of your eyes,
That is, the freedom
Of loving and unloving,
The least or the most
You give shelter to the ghosts
that they want to inhabit you
The soul and its suburb... your everything.
forgive me the foolishness
Of going around naming you in the plural,
I refuse to give up
To be a chatterbox
that walks "" stepping
The doubtful light of day""and as it passed,
He gives for giving nicknames.
Camilo legend,
Mill, lamppost.
How good that they come
And go the waves!
of so much bohemia
you have become wanderer
And it is very serious
Galician walk.
Camilo lust,
By the way, if you saw
Julia's buttocks
They are two springs.
From yesterday and forever
I take you with me,
with me present,
Camilo… my friend.