Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Canela , by - Carlos Ponce. Song from the album La Historia, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2002
Record label: EMI Music U.S. Latin
Song language: Spanish
Canela(original) |
| Por una probadita de los labios de canela |
| Chiquito de la loma con paciencia espera |
| A que le toque su turno, con unos nervios profundos |
| Pues es la primera vez que la vida prueba |
| Con ella don Jacinto se toma su tiempo |
| Se gasta cada quinto sin remordimiento |
| Y doña Toña lo espera vestida en traje de Eva |
| Ahogando su mal sabor en una botella |
| Canela, Canela tu niña tiene hambre |
| Canela, Canela, ay dale de comer |
| Y dile que pintas sonrisas en las caras de los hombres tristes |
| Y asi talvez tu niña ya no llorará |
| Dónde estás mamá |
| Riquito, ricachón del barrio la alucina |
| Es hijo de la dueña de la tienda de la esquina |
| Con su chaqueta de cuero derrochando su dinero |
| Pero por lo menos deja buena propina |
| Danilo que la quiere desde que era muy pequeño |
| Se lleva lo que tiene para la casa de empeño |
| Y ahora compra sus carisias |
| Mientras afuera la fila crece de prisa |
| Canela, Canela tu niña tiene hambre |
| Canela, Canela ay dale de comer |
| Y dile que pintas sonrisas en las caras de los hombres tristes |
| Y asi talvez tu niña ya no llorará |
| Y asi talvez tu niña ya no llorará |
| Canela, Canela lo que se hereda no se hurta |
| No enseñas a tu niña lo que te enseño tu madre |
| Tu dile que pintas sonrisas en las caras de los hombres tristes |
| Y asi talvez tu niña ya no llorará |
| Canela, Canela tu niña tiene hambre |
| Canela, Canela, ay dale de comer |
| Y si en el cielo te perdonan |
| Y algún dia te regalan alas |
| Ay Canela sobre ella volarás |
| Y le dirás, aquí está mamá |
| (translation) |
| For a taste of cinnamon lips |
| Little boy from the hill patiently waits |
| To his turn, with some deep nerves |
| Well, it's the first time that life proves |
| Don Jacinto takes his time with her |
| He spends every fifth without remorse |
| And Doña Toña is waiting for him dressed in Eva's dress |
| Drowning her bad taste of her in a bottle |
| Cinnamon, Cinnamon your girl is hungry |
| Cinnamon, Cinnamon, oh feed him |
| And tell him you paint smiles on sad men's faces |
| And so maybe your girl won't cry anymore |
| where are you mom |
| Riquito, rich man from the neighborhood hallucinates her |
| He is the son of the owner of the corner store |
| With his leather jacket on him wasting his money |
| But at least he leaves a good tip |
| Danilo who loves her since he was very little |
| He takes what he has to the pawn shop |
| And now he buys his caresses |
| While outside the line grows fast |
| Cinnamon, Cinnamon your girl is hungry |
| Cinnamon, Cinnamon ay feed him |
| And tell him you paint smiles on sad men's faces |
| And so maybe your girl won't cry anymore |
| And so maybe your girl won't cry anymore |
| Cinnamon, Cinnamon what is inherited is not stolen |
| You don't teach your girl what your mother taught you |
| You tell him you paint smiles on sad men's faces |
| And so maybe your girl won't cry anymore |
| Cinnamon, Cinnamon your girl is hungry |
| Cinnamon, Cinnamon, oh feed him |
| And if in heaven they forgive you |
| And one day they give you wings |
| Ay Cinnamon on her you will fly |
| And you will tell him, here is mom |