Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lamento Borincano, artist - Benny More. Date of issue: 08.03.2020
Song language: Spanish
Lamento Borincano(original) |
| Sale loco de contento con su cargamento para la ciudad, ay, para la ciudad |
| Lleva en su pensamiento todo un mundo lleno de felicidad, si, de felicidad |
| Piensa en remediar la situación del hogar que és toda su ilusión, si Y alegre el jibarito va pensando así, diciendo aí, cantando así por el camino: |
| «Si vendo toda carga mi Dios querido, un traje a mi viejita voy a comprar» |
| Y alegre también su yegua va al presentir que su cantar es como un himno de alegria |
| En esto le sorprende la luz del día |
| Y llegan al mercado de la ciudad |
| Pasa la mañana intera sin que nadie quiera su carga comprar, ay, |
| su carga comprar |
| Todo, todo está desierto, el pueblo está muerto de necessidad, ay, de necesidad |
| Se oye este lamento por doquier |
| En mi desdichada Borinquen, sí |
| Y triste el jibarito va Pensando así, diciendo así, llorando así por el camino: |
| «Que será de Borinquen mi Dios querido? |
| Que será de mis hijos y de mi hogar» |
| Bborinquen, la tierra del Edén |
| Y que al cantar el gran Gautier llamó la perla de los mares |
| Ahora que te mueres com tus pesares |
| Déjame que te cante you también |
| (translation) |
| He goes crazy with his cargo for the city, oh, for the city |
| He carries in his thoughts a whole world full of happiness, yes, of happiness |
| He thinks about remedying the situation at home, which is all his illusion of him, if And happy the jibarito goes thinking like this, saying there, singing like this along the way: |
| “If I sell all my cargo, my dear God, I am going to buy my old lady a suit” |
| And his mare is also happy when he senses that his singing is like a hymn of joy |
| In this he is surprised by the light of day |
| And they come to the city market |
| He spends the whole morning without anyone wanting to buy his load, oh, |
| your cargo buy |
| Everything, everything is deserted, the town is dead of necessity, oh, of necessity |
| This lament is heard everywhere |
| In my miserable Borinquen, yes |
| And the jibarito is sad Thinking like this, saying like this, crying like this along the way: |
| «What will become of Borinquen my dear God? |
| What will become of my children and my home» |
| Bborinquen, the land of Eden |
| And that when singing the great Gautier called the pearl of the seas |
| Now that you die with your sorrows |
| Let me sing to you too |