Lyrics of Tangos retrecheros - Maria Toledo

Tangos retrecheros (original)

Camelo, camelo, camelo camelo yo.
Vengo de mi Extrema-dura,
Vengo de mi Extrema-dura, aiiiiiii…
Ai tierra de gitanos nobles, y de tangos en la cuna.
De Badajoz yo me venio,
Yo me venio de Badajoz con mi niño de la mano
Que es el que camelo yo.
(x2)
Camelo, camelo, camelo camelo yo.
Yo entré en la sala del crimen y hablé con el presidente,
Y hable con el presidente y hable con el presidente
Si el quererte es un delito que me sentencien la muerte.
Mi marido no esta aqui,
Esta en la guerra de Francia (x2)
Buscando con un castí a una picara mulata
Y agurugurug y aguruguru y aguruguruga
Tu no me pegues bocaitos que tu me haces cardenales,
Y cuando yo me voy a mi casa me los nota a mi mi mare,
Tu no me pegues bocaitos que tu me haces cardenales.
Si te vaaaas, avisameee,
Porque lo echos hacen daño al corazon,
Si te vas espérame porque eres la persona que me hace enloquecer.
Algo nuevo va cambiando dentro de mi corazon son son,
Y ahora late diferente, de diferente color (x2)
Quiero vivir en Graná,
Porque me gusta ir las campanas de la Alhambra
Que cuando me voy a dormir,
Las campanas de la Alhambra que cuando me voy a dormir.
Que pa´ que veas lo que yo a ti te camelo,
Coge la senda y vente pa´ cá,
Que pa´que veas lo que yo a ti te camelo
Coge la senda y vente pa´cá (x2)
No se que tiene el flamenco que cuando lo canto
Me alegra por dentro (x4).

(translation)

Camelo, Camelo, Camelo, Camelo I.
I come from my Extrema-dura,
I come from my Extrema-dura, aiiiiiii…
Ai land of noble gypsies, and of tangos in the cradle.
I came from Badajoz,
I came from Badajoz with my child by the hand
Which is the one that I bluffed.
(x2)
Camelo, Camelo, Camelo, Camelo I.
I entered the murder room and spoke with the president,
And talk to the president and talk to the president
If loving you is a crime, sentence me to death.
My husband is not here
He is in the war in France (x2)
Looking for a mulatto rogue with a castí
And agurugurug and aguruguru and aguruguruga
You don't hit me little sandwiches that you make me bruises,
And when I go home, she notices them to me, my mother,
You do not hit me little sandwiches that you make me bruises.
If you leave, let me know,
Because what you do hurts the heart,
If you leave, wait for me because you are the person who makes me go crazy.
Something new is changing inside my heart son son,
And now it beats differently, of a different color (x2)
I want to live in Graná,
Because I like to go to the bells of the Alhambra
That when I go to sleep,
The bells of the Alhambra that when I go to sleep.
So that you can see what I gave you,
Take the path and come here,
So that you can see what I came to you
Take the path and come here (x2)
I don't know what flamenco has that when I sing it
It makes me happy inside (x4).