Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Negro Chombo, artist - Fruko Y Sus Tesos. Album song 32 Cañonazos, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 30.06.2015
Record label: Discos Fuentes
Song language: Spanish
El Negro Chombo(original) |
El eco de mi canto, se lo lleva el magdalena |
Negro Chombo va cantar, pa que venga su morena |
a ehhhh, ehhhh, chevere, vere, vere, bembem. |
El eco de mi cantó, se lo lleva el magdalena |
negro chombo va cantar, pa que venga su morena |
a ehhhh, ehhhh, chevere, vere, vere, bembem. |
Ya llegó el amanecer el día me espera |
el crepúsculo vendrá con su tormenta |
la corriente crecerá todos se alejan |
y hasta el negro volverá con su morena. |
El eco de mi canto, se lo lleva el magdalena |
Negro Chombo va cantar, pa que venga su morena |
a ehhhh, ehhhh, chevere, vere, vere, bembem. |
El eco de mi cantó, se lo lleva el magdalena |
negro chombo va cantar, pa que venga su morena |
a ehhhh, ehhhh, chevere, vere, vere, bembem. |
Ya llegó el amanecer el día me espera |
el crepúsculo vendrá con su tormenta |
la corriente crecerá todos se alejan |
y hasta el negro volverá con su morena. |
Coro: |
Chombo lleva, lleva, Chombo tu ve |
(translation) |
The echo of my song is carried away by the cupcake |
Negro Chombo is going to sing, so that his brunette can come |
a ehhhh, ehhhh, cool, see, see, bembem. |
The echo of my sang, the cupcake takes it |
black chombo is going to sing, for his brunette to come |
a ehhhh, ehhhh, cool, see, see, bembem. |
Dawn has come, the day awaits me |
the twilight will come with its storm |
the current will grow all move away |
and even the black will return with his brunette from him. |
The echo of my song is carried away by the cupcake |
Negro Chombo is going to sing, so that his brunette can come |
a ehhhh, ehhhh, cool, see, see, bembem. |
The echo of my sang, the cupcake takes it |
black chombo is going to sing, for his brunette to come |
a ehhhh, ehhhh, cool, see, see, bembem. |
Dawn has come, the day awaits me |
the twilight will come with its storm |
the current will grow all move away |
and even the black will return with his brunette from him. |
Chorus: |
Chombo carries, carries, Chombo you see |