Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Cucaracha, artist - The Mills Brothers. Album song Mr. Sandman, in the genre Традиционный джаз
Date of issue: 10.11.1965
Record label: Grammercy
Song language: Spanish
La Cucaracha(original) |
Ya muri�³ la cucaracha |
Ya la llevan a enterrar |
Entre cuatro zopilotes |
Y un rat�³n de sacrist�¡n |
La cucaracha, la cucaracha |
Ya no puede caminar; |
Porque no tiene, porque le falta |
Marihuana que fumar |
Cuando uno quiere a una |
Y esta una no lo quiere |
Es lo mismo que si un calvo |
En calle encuetr' un peine |
Las muchachas mexicanas |
Son lindas como una flor |
Y hablan tan dulcemente |
Que encantan de amor |
Las muchachas de Las Vegas |
Son muy altas y delgaditas |
Pero son m�¡s pedig�¼e�±as |
Que las �¡nimas benditas |
Las muchachas de la villa |
No saben ni dar un beso |
Cuando las de Albuquerque |
Hasta estiran el pescuezo |
Un panadero fue a misa |
No encontrando que rezar |
Le pidi�³ a la Virgen pura |
Marihuana pa' fumar |
Necesita autom�³vil |
Par' hacer la caminata |
Al lugar a donde mand�³ |
La convenci�³n Zapata |
Las muchachas son de oro; |
Las casadas son de plata; |
Las viudas son de cobre |
Y las viejas hoja de lata |
Todos se pelean la silla |
Que les deja mucha plata; |
En el Norte Pancho Villa |
Y en el Sur Viva Zapata! |
(translation) |
The cockroach is already dead |
They already take her to bury |
Between four buzzards |
And a sacristy mouse |
The cockroach the cockroach |
She can no longer walk; |
Because she doesn't have, because she lacks |
marijuana to smoke |
When one loves one |
And this one doesn't want it |
It is the same as if a bald man |
In the street I found a comb |
the mexican girls |
They are pretty like a flower |
And they talk so sweetly |
that enchant of love |
Las Vegas Girls |
They are very tall and skinny |
But they are more pedigree |
that the blessed souls |
The girls of the village |
They don't even know how to kiss |
When the Albuquerque |
They even stretch their necks |
A baker went to mass |
not finding what to pray |
He asked the pure Virgin |
Marijuana to smoke |
need a car |
Par' make the walk |
To the place where he sent |
The Zapata Convention |
The girls are golden; |
The married ones are made of silver; |
widows are copper |
And the old tin sheets |
Everyone fights for the chair |
That leaves them a lot of money; |
In the North Pancho Villa |
And in the South Viva Zapata! |