Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vente Pá Madrid, artist - Antonio Flores. Album song Todo Ketama, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Record label: Universal Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Vente Pá Madrid(original) |
Yo tenía un primo en Getafe |
que se tuvo que marchar |
se tuvo que ir a Alicante |
sin poderlo remediar |
de vez en cuando nos llamaba |
con el ojo todo torcido |
con una pena en el alma |
que a Alicante se había ido |
lágrimas y lágrimas lloró |
porque aquí en Madrid está lo mejor |
querido primo yo te digo |
vente pa' Madrid |
porque aquí estamos mi compare Antonio |
vente pa' Madrid |
y mi primo José Miguel |
Vente pa' Madrid |
pero que ven, ven, ven, ven, vente pa' Madrid |
vente pa' Madrid |
vente pa' Madrid, vente pa' Madrid compare |
vente pa' Madrid, vente Joselin |
vente pa' Madrid |
pero tu sabes que allí tú no puedes vivir |
vente pa' Madrid, vente Joselin |
vente pa' Madrid |
porque tu sabes compare que no puedes vivir |
Y después vendrás a mi |
pidiéndome perdón |
pero el mio corazón |
ya no se acuerda más de ti |
llorarás y llorarás |
sin nadie que te consuele |
y así te darás tú cuenta |
que si te engañan duele |
oye, pero mira |
yo soy flamenco |
por mis venas yo lo siento, yo lo siento. |
Vente pa' Madrid. |
(translation) |
I had a cousin in Getafe |
that he had to leave |
he had to go to Alicante |
without being able to remedy it |
from time to time he called us |
with the eye all crooked |
with a sorrow in the soul |
that he had gone to Alicante |
tears and tears cried |
because here in Madrid is the best |
dear cousin I tell you |
come to Madrid |
because here we are my compare Antonio |
come to Madrid |
and my cousin José Miguel |
Come to Madrid |
but come, come, come, come, come to Madrid |
come to Madrid |
come to Madrid, come to Madrid compare |
Come to Madrid, come Joselin |
come to Madrid |
but you know that you cannot live there |
Come to Madrid, come Joselin |
come to Madrid |
because you know compare that you can not live |
And then you will come to me |
asking me for forgiveness |
but my heart |
he no longer remembers you |
you will cry and cry |
with no one to comfort you |
and so you will realize |
that if they cheat on you it hurts |
hey, but look |
I am flamenco |
through my veins I feel it, I feel it. |
Come to Madrid. |