Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vida de artista, artist - Cacho Castaña. Album song Café la humedad, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 22.01.2003
Record label: Magenta
Song language: Spanish
Vida de artista(original) |
Alla por el año 20 |
vino de un puerto lejano |
con un monton de ilusiones |
y un pasaporte en la mano |
En un papel mal escrito |
la direccion de un paisano |
asi llego a buenos aires |
un viejo que era italiano |
Italiano |
que misterio hay en tus manos |
que cuando tocas las tierra |
florecen sus verdes campos |
Italiano |
gladiador de sangre ardiente |
esta tierra se enriquece |
con el sudor de tu frente |
En esta tierra bendita |
encontro paz y trabajo |
y le fue tan bien la cosa |
que hasta a mi abuelo se trajo |
Despues conocio a mi madre |
formo un hogar bien de tanos |
y alla en el baño de flores |
nacimos los 3 hermanos |
Italiano |
que misterio hay en tus manos |
que cuando tocas las tierra |
florecen sus verdes campos |
Italiano |
gladiador de sangre ardiente |
esta tierra se enriquece |
con el sudor de tu frente |
Italiano |
que misterio hay en tus manos |
que cuando tocas las tierra |
florecen sus verdes campos |
Italiano |
gladiador de sangre ardiente |
esta tierra se enriquece |
con el sudor de tu frente |
(translation) |
Back in the year 20 |
came from a distant port |
with a lot of illusions |
and a passport in hand |
On a badly written paper |
the address of a countryman |
That's how I get to Buenos Aires |
an old man who was italian |
Italian |
what mystery is in your hands |
that when you touch the ground |
its green fields bloom |
Italian |
fiery blood gladiator |
this land is enriched |
with the sweat of your brow |
in this blessed land |
I found peace and work |
and things went so well |
that even my grandfather was brought |
Then he met my mother |
I form a good home for us |
and there in the flower bath |
we were born the 3 brothers |
Italian |
what mystery is in your hands |
that when you touch the ground |
its green fields bloom |
Italian |
fiery blood gladiator |
this land is enriched |
with the sweat of your brow |
Italian |
what mystery is in your hands |
that when you touch the ground |
its green fields bloom |
Italian |
fiery blood gladiator |
this land is enriched |
with the sweat of your brow |