Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cumbiana, artist - Carlos Vives. Date of issue: 21.05.2020
Song language: Spanish
Cumbiana(original) |
| Estoy comiendo vallas rojas de tu huerto |
| Estoy mirando zepelines de cristal |
| Ya estan volando las palabras que diré |
| Te quiero diré te amo diré te espero y tu que dirás |
| Estoy sintiendo las señales de algun puerto |
| Estoy oyendo tus canciones en un bar |
| Estoy bebiendo las palabras que dire |
| Te quiero dire, te amo dire, te espero y tu que dirás |
| Y es que contigo la vida tiene que ser de verdad |
| Tiene que sentirse lindo ser en tu historia el galán |
| Y susurrarte al oido cuando te vuelva a encontrar |
| Mirame quereme sentate conmigo y contame |
| Tus penas cumbiana tus sueños sublimes contame |
| Ya estan maduras las grocellas de tu cuento |
| Ya estan sembrados de jureles todo el mar |
| Ya estoy pescando las palabras que diré |
| Te quiero dire, te amo dire, te espero y tu que dirás |
| Y es que contigo la vida tiene que ser de verdad |
| Tiene que sentirse lindo ser en tu historia el galán |
| Y susurrarte al oido cuando te vuelva a encontrar |
| Mirame quereme sentate conmigo y contame |
| Tus penas cumbiana tus sueños sublimes contame |
| Y será si tu lo quieres si los sueñas |
| Oh wo wo wo wo wo wo |
| Dime si el olvido se robó tus mañanas |
| Dime si lloraste la ternura y la rabia |
| Dime si tu quieres muevo yo la montaña |
| Y sanamos juntos el dolor de la patria |
| En una casita que tenga una bandera |
| Para que me quieras como quiero a mi tierra |
| Un bosque un perro un mecedor de madera |
| Un cuarto rosado donde duerma una estrella |
| Y es que contigo la vida tiene que ser de verdad |
| Tiene que sentirse lindo ser en tu historia el galán |
| Y susurrarte al oido cuando te vuelva a encontrar |
| Mirame quereme sentate conmigo y contame |
| Tus penas cumbiana tus sueños sublimes contame |
| (translation) |
| I'm eating red fences from your garden |
| I'm looking at glass zeppelins |
| The words that I will say are already flying |
| I love you I will tell you I love you I will tell I wait for you and what will you say |
| I'm feeling the signals from some port |
| I'm listening to your songs in a bar |
| I'm drinking the words I'll say |
| I love you I will tell, I love you I will tell, I wait for you and what will you say |
| And it's that with you life has to be real |
| It must feel nice to be the leading man in your story |
| And whisper in your ear when I find you again |
| Look at me, love me, sit with me and tell me |
| Your cumbian sorrows, your sublime dreams, tell me |
| The currants in your story are already ripe |
| They are already sown with horse mackerel all over the sea |
| I'm already fishing for the words I'll say |
| I love you I will tell, I love you I will tell, I wait for you and what will you say |
| And it's that with you life has to be real |
| It must feel nice to be the leading man in your story |
| And whisper in your ear when I find you again |
| Look at me, love me, sit with me and tell me |
| Your cumbian sorrows, your sublime dreams, tell me |
| And it will be if you want it if you dream them |
| Oh wo wo wo wo wo |
| Tell me if oblivion stole your mornings |
| Tell me if you cried the tenderness and the rage |
| Tell me if you want I'll move the mountain |
| And together we heal the pain of the homeland |
| In a little house that has a flag |
| For you to love me like I love my land |
| A forest a dog a wooden rocking chair |
| A pink room where a star sleeps |
| And it's that with you life has to be real |
| It must feel nice to be the leading man in your story |
| And whisper in your ear when I find you again |
| Look at me, love me, sit with me and tell me |
| Your cumbian sorrows, your sublime dreams, tell me |