Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song De México A Buenos Aires, artist - Plácido Domingo. Album song From My Latin Diary, in the genre Опера и вокал
Date of issue: 01.12.2008
Record label: Gini Musikverlag
Song language: Spanish
De México A Buenos Aires(original) |
Soy viajante y soñador |
De caminos y del mar |
Voy en busca de un amor |
En un lugar sin igual |
Voy recorriendo a América |
La tierra de mis sueños |
Mujeres de ojos negros |
Me van a enamorar |
Suenan las melodias |
De mariachis hasta el Alba |
Susurram las guitarras, canciones de un ayer |
Al llegar a Buenos IAres y el canto de Gardel |
¿Quién me guiará los pasos, que me lleve a ti mujer? |
De México a Buenos Aires, diferente es la mujer |
No encuentras en el mundo esa forma de querer |
Voy recorriendo a América |
La tierra de mis sueños |
Mujeres de ojos negros |
Me van a enamorar |
Suenan las melodias |
De mariachis hasta el Alba |
Susurram las guitarras, recuerdos de un ayer |
El aroma de las flores, es perfume en su piel |
La dulzura de tus besos, en mis lábios guardaré |
De México a Buenos Aires, diferente es la mujer |
Los rasgos de su tierra, te enbrujan al querer |
De México a Buenos Aires, diferente es la mujer |
Marcadas de su tierra, te enbrujan al querer |
(translation) |
I am a traveler and a dreamer |
Of roads and the sea |
I'm looking for a love |
In a place like no other |
I'm traveling to America |
the land of my dreams |
black-eyed women |
I'm going to fall in love |
the melodies sound |
From mariachis to dawn |
I whispered the guitars, songs of a yesterday |
Upon arrival at Buenos Aires and Gardel's song |
Who will guide my steps, who will lead me to you woman? |
From Mexico to Buenos Aires, women are different |
You do not find in the world that way of loving |
I'm traveling to America |
the land of my dreams |
black-eyed women |
I'm going to fall in love |
the melodies sound |
From mariachis to dawn |
I whispered the guitars, memories of a yesterday |
The scent of flowers is perfume on your skin |
The sweetness of your kisses, in my lips I will keep |
From Mexico to Buenos Aires, women are different |
The features of her land of hers, enchant you by wanting |
From Mexico to Buenos Aires, women are different |
Marked from their land, they bewitch you by wanting |