Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mi Ciudad, artist - Luis Miguel. Album song Mexico en la Piel (edicion diamante), in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 05.09.2005
Record label: WEA Latina
Song language: Spanish
Mi Ciudad(original) |
Mi ciudad es chinampa |
En un lago escondido |
Es cenzontle que busca |
En donde hacer nido |
Reguilete que engaña la vista al girar |
Baila el son del tequila y de su valentÃa |
Es jinete que arriesga la vida |
En un lienzo de fiesta y color |
Mi ciudad es la cuna |
De un niño dormido |
Es un bosque de espejos |
Que cuida un castillo |
Monumento de gloria que vela su altar |
Es un sol con penacho y sarape veteado |
Que en las noches se viste de charro |
Y se pone a cantarle al amor |
En las tardes con la lluvia |
Se baña su piel morena |
Y al desatarse las trenzas |
Sus ojos tristes se cierran |
Mi ciudad es la cuna |
De un niño dormido |
Es un bosque de espejos |
Que cuida un castillo |
Monumento de gloria que vela su altar |
Baila al son del tequila y de su valentÃa |
Es jinete que arriesga la vida |
En un lienzo de fiesta y color |
Es un sol con penacho y sarape veteado |
Que en las noches se viste de charro |
Y se pone a cantarle al amor |
(translation) |
my city is chinampa |
In a hidden lake |
It's the Mockingbird you're looking for |
where to nest |
Reguilete that fools the eye when turning |
Dance to the sound of tequila and its bravery |
He is a rider who risks his life |
In a party and color canvas |
my city is the cradle |
of a sleeping child |
It's a forest of mirrors |
who takes care of a castle |
Monument of glory that watches over its altar |
It is a sun with plume and veined serape |
That at night he dresses as a charro |
And he starts to sing to love |
In the afternoons with the rain |
She bathes her brown skin |
And when the braids are untied |
Her sad eyes close |
my city is the cradle |
of a sleeping child |
It's a forest of mirrors |
who takes care of a castle |
Monument of glory that watches over its altar |
Dance to the sound of tequila and its bravery |
He is a rider who risks his life |
In a party and color canvas |
It is a sun with plume and veined serape |
That at night he dresses as a charro |
And he starts to sing to love |