Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bulerías de Juan el Camas , by - Pata NegraRelease date: 30.01.1990
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bulerías de Juan el Camas , by - Pata NegraBulerías de Juan el Camas(original) |
| Ayyy ay esos pelos y esos vello arrastrando por zuelo |
| Coge ese perro, coge ese gato y con disimulo lo mete en er saco |
| Ay! |
| Lo me te en er saco |
| La otra tarde yo vi una nave, mu chiquitita, mu redondita y mu luminosa |
| Y han venío y me han avisao y trah trah trah |
| Me han comunicao y no lo puedo remediar |
| Extraterrestre!! |
| Vente aquí con nosotros y ponte morao |
| De este mollate de Umbrete,. |
| No se puede remediar el llanto de corazón |
| Y que la huyan de vacíoo, y nosotro jugando y cantado y haciendo son |
| No nos interesa las cosas moderna que salen to los días |
| Cada día es más caro to y es más difícil vivir |
| ¿A dónde me voy a najar yo? |
| Ay! |
| Que no pueo aguantá más aquí |
| Mi jaca torda lucera y bravía, luciendo su talle graciosa y juncal |
| Y mi talante lleno de alegría, a la romería dolorcilla va! |
| ¿qué hechizo tuvieron tus ojo, aquellos ojitos de verde miral |
| No me mires mal que me pongo a lloral! |
| Nos esdín y nos den y nos esquivocamin otra vez |
| Las vieja le han dicho a las jóvene |
| ¿Cómo tenei la tuerca? |
| y apretársela porque ahora se jartan los jovene |
| (translation) |
| Ayyy those hairs and those hairs dragging on the floor |
| Grab that dog, grab that cat and sneakily put it in the sack |
| Oh! |
| Lo me te en er sack |
| The other afternoon I saw a ship, very small, very round and very bright |
| And they have come and they have warned me and trah trah trah |
| They have contacted me and I cannot remedy it |
| Alien!! |
| Come here with us and get purple |
| From this Umbrete mollate. |
| Can't remedy the crying heart |
| And that they flee from it empty, and we playing and singing and making sounds |
| We are not interested in modern things that come out every day |
| Every day is more expensive and it is more difficult to live |
| Where am I going to go? |
| Oh! |
| That I can't take it anymore here |
| My brown pony looks and ferocious, showing off its graceful and reedy figure |
| And my mood full of joy, to the pilgrimage dolorcilla goes! |
| What spell did your eyes have, those little eyes of miral green |
| Don't look at me badly, I'm starting to cry! |
| we sdin and hit us and dodge us again |
| The old have told the young |
| How did I get the nut? |
| and squeeze it because now the youngsters are leaving |
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