Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Señorita Josefina , by - Jairo. Release date: 07.09.1999
Song language: Spanish
Señorita Josefina(original) |
| señorita josefina |
| he venido a presentarme |
| soy vecino, vivo arriba |
| y estoy loco por hablarle |
| no quisiera que creyera que |
| yo soy un delirante |
| buscavida, prototipo |
| de atorrante |
| le he traido de regalo |
| una caja de bombones |
| inocentes golocinas |
| con forma de corazones, |
| pense en traerle grabiolos, |
| pero era muy atrevido |
| los bombones son franceses |
| y muy finos |
| mi padre fue un almirante |
| de la marina europea |
| dirigia los barquito |
| sumergidos en la bañera, |
| mi madre jugaba al bich |
| en ambiente distinguidos |
| con los naimpes inmanados |
| en el ruedo… del vestido |
| señorita josefina, |
| en mi noches solitarias |
| sus pasos hacen estragos |
| la imnagino caminando… |
| sin llegar a ningun lado |
| soy proclibe a la belleza |
| al placer y las fragancias |
| en mi casas me llamaba |
| el Marquez de la elegancia |
| una vez a la semana |
| me pongo traje y corbata |
| y soy un dandi por el rio de la plata… |
| la ciudad vista de arriba |
| es el dibujo de un ciego |
| hormigitas solitarias |
| persiguiendo un caramelo |
| no aguantaria otra noche |
| asomado a la ventad |
| sintiendo pasar la nada |
| le propongo que sumemos |
| nuestras mutuas soledades |
| un contrato dividido entre |
| dos partes iguales |
| usted pone la boquita |
| y yo pongo los bombones |
| despues ponemos huevitos |
| con formas de corazones |
| señorita josefina, |
| en mi noches solitarias |
| sus pasos hacen estragos |
| la imnagino caminando… |
| sin llegar a ningun lado |
| (translation) |
| miss josephine |
| I have come to introduce myself |
| I'm a neighbor, I live upstairs |
| and I'm crazy to talk to him |
| I wouldn't want you to believe that |
| I am a delusional |
| hustler prototype |
| of tormenting |
| I have brought you as a gift |
| a box of chocolates |
| innocent candies |
| shaped like hearts, |
| I thought about bringing you grabiolos, |
| but he was very daring |
| the chocolates are french |
| and very fine |
| my father was an admiral |
| of the european navy |
| he directed the little boats |
| submerged in the bathtub, |
| my mother played bich |
| in distinguished atmosphere |
| with the immanated cards |
| in the hem… of the dress |
| Miss Josephine, |
| in my lonely nights |
| her footsteps wreak havoc |
| I imagine her walking… |
| without getting anywhere |
| I am prone to beauty |
| to pleasure and fragrances |
| in my houses she called me |
| the Marquez of elegance |
| once a week |
| I wear a suit and tie |
| and I am a dandy by the river of silver... |
| the city seen from above |
| is the drawing of a blind man |
| lonely little ants |
| chasing a candy |
| I wouldn't last another night |
| leaning out of the window |
| feeling nothing go by |
| I propose that we add |
| our mutual solitudes |
| a contract divided between |
| two equal parts |
| you put the little mouth |
| and I put the chocolates |
| then we lay eggs |
| with shapes of hearts |
| Miss Josephine, |
| in my lonely nights |
| his footsteps wreak havoc |
| I imagine her walking… |
| without getting anywhere |