Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song El Pescador , by - Celia Cruz. Release date: 31.12.2014
Song language: Spanish
El Pescador(original) |
| El pescador se hizo a la mar |
| Llevando en su alma una dulce ilusión |
| Contento va porque al remar |
| Piensa en su amada que en tierra dejó |
| Boga marinero, boga ya |
| Se perdió de vista el malecón |
| Y tu vela blanca sobre el mar |
| Será su último adiós |
| De Veracruz vengo hasta aquí |
| Lindo jarocho a cantarte mi son |
| De Veracruz vengo hasta aquí |
| Lindo jarocho a cantarte mi son |
| Traigo guachinango, cómpralo |
| Pulpo fresquesito y camarón |
| Pero en el anzuelo de tu amor |
| Prendió mi corazón |
| Boga marinero, boga ya |
| Se perdió de vista el malecón |
| Ya mi corazón llorando está |
| Porque el pescador se hizo a la mar |
| Boga marinero, boga ya |
| Se perdió de vista el malecón |
| Se perdió de vista el malecón |
| Y mi corazón se entristeció |
| Boga marinero, boga ya |
| Se perdió de vista el malecón |
| Ya mi pescador se hizo a la mar |
| Y pienso que ya nunca volverá |
| Boga marinero, boga ya |
| Se perdió de vista el malecón |
| Vuelve marinero, vuelve ya |
| Piensa que tu amada triste está |
| (translation) |
| The fisherman went to sea |
| Carrying in his soul a sweet illusion |
| Happy he goes because when rowing |
| He thinks of his beloved that he left on earth |
| Vogue sailor, vogue already |
| Lost sight of the boardwalk |
| And your white sail on the sea |
| It will be your last goodbye |
| I come here from Veracruz |
| Nice jarocho to sing to you my son |
| I come here from Veracruz |
| Nice jarocho to sing to you my son |
| I bring red snapper, buy it |
| Fresh octopus and shrimp |
| But on the hook of your love |
| set my heart on fire |
| Vogue sailor, vogue already |
| Lost sight of the boardwalk |
| My heart is already crying |
| Because the fisherman went to sea |
| Vogue sailor, vogue already |
| Lost sight of the boardwalk |
| Lost sight of the boardwalk |
| And my heart was sad |
| Vogue sailor, vogue already |
| Lost sight of the boardwalk |
| My fisherman has already gone to sea |
| And I think that he will never come back |
| Vogue sailor, vogue already |
| Lost sight of the boardwalk |
| Come back sailor, come back now |
| Think that your beloved is sad |