Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Zuray-Zurita , by - Raphael. Song from the album En Carne Viva, in the genre ПопRelease date: 05.01.1981
Record label: Hispavox
Song language: Spanish
Zuray-Zurita(original) |
| Tanto que hacer en la quebrada y en el llano |
| Tanto sembrar porque no falte el pan de trigo |
| Tanto bregar con la tormenta y el verano |
| El indio se olvidó de cantar |
| El indio se olvidó de pensar en lo divino |
| Tanto sudar por mantener el fuego vivo |
| Tanto labrar y cepillar bien la madera |
| Tanto subir y descender por los abismos |
| El indio se olvidó de cantar |
| El indio se olvidó de rezar de esta manera |
| Zuray, zuray, zuray, zuray zurita, zuray zurita |
| Mi virgencita pequeña, criolla, cobriza |
| Zuray zurita, zuray zurita |
| Yo no me olvido de ti zuray zurita |
| Zuray zurita, zuray zurita |
| Mi virgencita pequeña, criolla, cobriza |
| Zuray zurita, zuray zurita |
| Yo no me olvido de ti zuray zurita |
| Tanto gritar por conducir bien el ganado |
| Tanto dormir en cualquier parte del camino |
| Tanto llorar y suspirar en solitario |
| El indio se olvidó de cantar |
| El indio se olvidó de pensar en lo divino |
| Tanto mirar porque no queme el sol el trigo |
| Tanto cuidar que no se pierda la cosecha |
| Tanto luchar de sol a sol porque es preciso |
| El indio se olvidó de cantar |
| El indio se olvidó de rezar de esta manera |
| (translation) |
| So much to do in the quebrada and in the plain |
| Sow so much because there is no shortage of wheat bread |
| Both dealing with the storm and the summer |
| The Indian forgot to sing |
| The Indian forgot to think of the divine |
| So much sweat to keep the fire alive |
| Both tilling and brushing the wood well |
| So much going up and down the abysses |
| The Indian forgot to sing |
| The Indian forgot to pray this way |
| Zuray, zuray, zuray, zuray zurita, zuray zurita |
| My little virgin, creole, coppery |
| Zuray zurita, zuray zurita |
| I do not forget you zuray zurita |
| Zuray zurita, zuray zurita |
| My little virgin, creole, coppery |
| Zuray zurita, zuray zurita |
| I do not forget you zuray zurita |
| So much shouting for driving the cattle well |
| Both sleep anywhere along the way |
| So much crying and sighing alone |
| The Indian forgot to sing |
| The Indian forgot to think of the divine |
| So much looking because the sun does not burn the wheat |
| So much care that the harvest is not lost |
| So much fighting from sunrise to sunset because it is necessary |
| The Indian forgot to sing |
| The Indian forgot to pray this way |