Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tanguillos marineros , by - Ojos De Brujo. Release date: 22.12.2010
Song language: Spanish
Tanguillos marineros(original) |
| Hay peces grandes y chicos |
| los peque±os d (c)jalos |
| el grande se come al chico |
| y en la barriga una indigestiіn. |
| El peque±o se hace grande |
| se convierte en tiburіn |
| sґajuntan pa la revuelta |
| Zapata vive, Revoluciіn |
| sґajuntan pa la revuelta |
| Bolivar vive. |
| Hay campesinos sin tierra |
| hay esclavos sin patrіn |
| ladrones de guante blanco |
| noches sin letras, libros sin sol |
| polticos y usureros |
| que nos llevan a la ruina |
| torres mЎs grandes han cado |
| en Venezuela o en Lima. |
| Los tanguillos marineros |
| debajo de los delantales |
| con los tanguillos del puerto |
| palmas, alegria, samba y timbales. |
| Las gitanas bailan rumba, |
| le cantan a JemanjЎ |
| suerte pa los marineros |
| quee basan tierra y se van. |
| Suerte pa los marineros |
| quee besan tierra. |
| Mira quee suerte, primo quee fuerte |
| Primo quee suerte, mira quee fuerte |
| quee he jugao a la lotera |
| y mґha tocao conocerte |
| …mira quee suerte, mira quee suerte… |
| El tiempo… |
| buen consejeroo es el tiempo |
| mala amiga la codicia |
| mal consejero el dinero |
| dame alegria y libertad |
| quee eso es lo quee yo mЎs quero… |
| (translation) |
| There are big fish and small fish |
| the little ones d (c)jalos |
| the big one eats the boy |
| and in the belly an indigestion. |
| The little one becomes big |
| turns into a shark |
| they join for the revolt |
| Zapata lives, Revolution |
| they join for the revolt |
| Bolivar lives. |
| There are peasants without land |
| there are slaves without a boss |
| white glove thieves |
| nights without letters, books without sun |
| politicians and usurers |
| that lead us to ruin |
| bigger towers have fallen |
| in Venezuela or in Lima. |
| The sailor tanguillos |
| under the aprons |
| with the tanguillos of the port |
| clapping, joy, samba and timpani. |
| The gypsies dance rumba, |
| they sing to JemanjЎ |
| good luck to the sailors |
| they base land and leave. |
| good luck to the sailors |
| who kiss the earth |
| Look how lucky, cousin how strong |
| Cousin that's lucky, look that's strong |
| I have played the lottery |
| and it's time to meet you |
| …Look how lucky, look how lucky… |
| Time… |
| good counselor is the time |
| bad friend greed |
| bad counselor money |
| give me joy and freedom |
| That's what I want most... |