Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Te camelo, artist - Buika. Album song Mi niña Lola, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 26.03.2006
Record label: Dro Atlantic
Song language: Spanish
Te camelo(original) |
Era Mari Carmen gitanita |
Pura de tez broncea |
Mas que una mocita |
Era una escultura de oscuro metal |
Su mata de pelo igual que la endrina |
Llevaba en dos tiempos prendía una flor |
Y era la gitana más guapa y mas fina |
Que alguien se ha llevao |
A aquel gran pintor |
Y cuando su imagen la gente admiraba |
El pobre gitano asi le cantaba |
Mari Carmen te camelo |
Porque tú eres la clavellina |
Que desde la tierra al cielo |
To lo trasmina |
De tus palabritas nacen claveles |
Mari Carmen, déjame que yo te camele |
Cuando fue famosa |
Despreció al gitano y lo abandono |
Y aunque la fortuna tuvo entre sus manos |
De na le valió |
Que al verse tan lejos de quien la quería |
No halló en el dinero la felicidad |
Y al ir por el mundo perdió su alegría |
Como aquellas flores que son trasplantas |
Y viendo el retrato que el mundo admiraba |
El pobre gitano así con duquelas |
Le cantaba |
Mari Carmen te camelo |
Porque tú eres la clavellina |
Que desde la tierra al cielo |
To lo trasmina |
De tus palabritas nacen claveles |
Mari Carmen, dejame que yo te camele |
Jazmines y rosas tu cuerpo huele |
Mari Carmen, déjame que yo te camele. |
(translation) |
It was Mari Carmen gypsy |
Sheer tanned complexion |
More than a girl |
She was a sculpture of dark metal |
Her bush of hair of hers just like the sloe |
She wore two times she lit a flower |
And she was the prettiest and finest gypsy |
that someone has taken |
To that great painter |
And when his image of him people admired |
The poor gypsy used to sing to him |
Mari Carmen teased you |
Because you are the carnation |
that from earth to heaven |
everything trasmines |
Carnations are born from your little words |
Mari Carmen, let me fuck you |
when she was famous |
She despised the gypsy and left him |
And although fortune was in his hands |
She de na she was worth it |
That when she saw herself so far from the one who loved her |
She did not find happiness in money |
And going through the world she lost her joy |
Like those flowers that are transplanted |
And seeing the portrait that the world admired |
The poor gypsy like this with duquelas |
she sang to him |
Mari Carmen teased you |
Because you are the carnation |
that from earth to heaven |
everything trasmines |
Carnations are born from your little words |
Mari Carmen, let me tease you |
Jasmines and roses your body smells |
Mari Carmen, let me fuck you. |