Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Santa Marta- Kingston- New Orleans, artist - Carlos Vives. Album song El Rock De Mi Pueblo, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Record label: Capitol Latin
Song language: Spanish
Santa Marta- Kingston- New Orleans(original) |
Muy sola se quedó la ciudad |
Se fueron de vacaciones |
La situa no me deja viajar |
Me amarro los pantalones |
Mejor voy al Parque Nacional |
Tranquilo en mi bicicleta |
Perfecta se pone la ciudad |
Para tomar una siesta |
Soñando veo las fiestas del mar |
Que salgo de Santa Marta |
Vestido de marino en un barco |
De La Grancolombiana |
Y al poco tiempo de navegar |
Ya estoy en Kingston, Jamaica |
Y J.J. |
que me dice |
‽No problem, only peace in my island†|
Y ajá voy disfrutando el paisaje |
Surcando voy la ruta del sol |
No necesito pasaje |
Y ajá, te esperaré para el viaje |
De cimbia, saydeco |
Y rock and roll ya prepare tu equiaje |
Y al Mississippi vimos al fin |
La niebla en la madrugada |
Bailamos saydeco en Nueva Orleáns |
Un vallenato en Luisiana |
Parece no voy a despertar |
No acaba mi itinerario |
Las gaitas yo comienzo |
A escuchar muy cerca está Maracaibo |
Prendido estaba ya el carnaval |
Cuando llegué a Barranquilla |
En CiÃ(c)naga fiestas del caimán |
Parranda en la Alta Guajira |
Quizás mañana vuelva a viajar |
Y me regrese p†al valle |
Colacho volverá al festival |
Ya preparé tu equipaje |
(translation) |
The city was left very alone |
they went on vacation |
The situation does not let me travel |
I tie my pants |
I better go to the National Park |
Calm on my bike |
Perfect gets the city |
to take a nap |
Dreaming I see the parties of the sea |
I leave Santa Marta |
Sailor dress on a boat |
From The Grancolombiana |
And shortly after sailing |
I'm already in Kingston, Jamaica |
and J.J. |
that tells me |
‽No problem, only peace in my island†|
And aha I'm enjoying the landscape |
Furrowing I go the route of the sun |
I don't need a ticket |
And aha, I'll wait for you for the ride |
From cimbia, saydeco |
And rock and roll and prepare your luggage |
And to the Mississippi we finally saw |
The fog at dawn |
We dance saydeco in New Orleans |
A Vallenato in Louisiana |
It seems I'm not going to wake up |
My itinerary does not end |
The bagpipes I start |
To listen very close is Maracaibo |
The carnival was already on |
When I arrived in Barranquilla |
At CiÃ(c)naga parties of the alligator |
Parranda in Alta Guajira |
Maybe tomorrow I will travel again |
And I returned p†to the valley |
Colacho will return to the festival |
I already prepared your luggage |