A keresés eredménye

Juan Pachanga

Oh le le ah la la la le!
 
It's 5 in the morning and daybreak,
Juan Pachanga, well-dressed, shows up.
Everyone in the neighborhood are resting
and Juan Pachanga, in silence, is thinking
that, even though his life is all about parties and rum, night and rumba,
his appearance is as fake as the love that betrayed him.
And the sunlight can be seen shining
and Juan Pachanga, the vain one, walks and grieves.
 
Dressed in the latest fashion and scented
with well polished yé-yé colored shoes.
Those he crosses on the street greet him: 'Hey man!'
'Juan Pachanga is so happy!' everyone says.
But he carries in his soul the pain of a betrayal
which is soothed only by drinking, tobacco, and the drum.
And, while people sleep, he shows up
Juan Pachanga, with his grieving, it's daybreak.
 
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
He wakes up with grief.
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
No, no, no, no, no, no, the brunette doesn't love you.
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
Look, it 's daybreak now...
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
...and you're dying of love.
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
Forget her, forget her, forget her, forget her, forget her...
...forget her, forget her, forget her, forget her, forget her.
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
Please, wake up and dump her!
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
Because she has never loved you,
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
you can leave her behind too.
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
Leave the appearances and the lie behind,
Listen to me, Juan Pachanga, forget her!
because love isn't to be begged for.
 

María Lionza

In the Sorte mountain by way of the Yaracuy
In Venezuela, lives a goddess
In the Sorte mountain by way of the Yaracuy
Lives a goddess, a noble queen
Of great beauty and of great goodness
Beloved by nature
And illuminated by charity
 
And her walls are made of wind
And her roof is made of stars
The moon, the sun, the sky
And the mountain her companions
The rivers,streams, and flowers
Are her messengers
 
Oh Hail Queen, María Lionza
For Venezuela she's going with her onza
And is taking care of it
 
And she goes watching over her entire land
From the peasant to Cumaná
Taking care of the destiny of the Latinos
Living united and in liberty
 
In the Sorte Mountain by way of Yaracuy
In Venezuela
 
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
A bouquet of flowers, of white flowers
Like the purity of your goodness
 
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
All of the people up in Los Cerritos
And there in Caracas, protect them
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
Lady María, at all costs
To the East freeway I'm going to take it
 
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
And she goes taking care of her Venezuela
From the peasant to Cumaná
 
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
 
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
It was by way of the Guanaguanare River
That Coromoto saw her shining
 
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
She is the queen that the town adores
She is the most popular goddess
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
Flowers for your altar
Lady María, I'm going to take for you
 
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
 
With tobacco and liquor
The ceremony is going to start now
María Lionza, perform a little miracle for me
And a bouquet of flowers I'm going to take you
 
We say good-bye with a greeting
From Puerto Rico and from Panama
 

I believe in you

I don't know if Maradona will be back
nor if Tyson knocks off his sorrow
I don't believe in the soul that doesn't forgive
nor I believe in the heart that condemns
but I do in you... darling I believe in you
 
I don't know at what distance is the moon
nor how far are the stars
I only know I see in you my fortune
and a face that is so beautiful
with everything... darling I believe in you
 
For your love the past no longer torments me
the doubts of my heart are over
you are a weekend party everyday
your laugher is my orchestra and your kisses my rum.
 
I don't know who's the wisest in the world
nor how deep is the deepest sea
I don't think there's absolute truth
and neither a perfect behaviour
and even if it is so... darling I believe in you
 
Embittered by so much pain in the world
the evilness of many made me doubt
and I found in your embrace a blessed shelted
and a new hope that makes me dream.
 
I'm not interested to know if there's life on Mars
neither what politician tries to save me
I don't believe in what the newspapers say
neither in what the radio says
but I do in you... darling I believe in you
 
With each kiss we'll submerge together
into a sea of passion pleasure and sweetness
and to the sensual beat your waist marks
I'll let myself go to an endless delight
 
Stop asking me I know nothing
I'm not interested of talking about stupidities
what's the point of having intelligence
if we don't learn to use the conscience
but you do... darling I believe in you.
 
In your embrace I find calmness
darling I believe in you.
 
Filled I dive in a sea full of happiness
darling I believe in you.
 
You're a weekend party and I won't stop
darling I believe in you.
 
Without your love the stars are made of cardboard
darling I believe in you.
 
In my night of sorrow you were full moon
darling I believe in you.
 
I go with you in the good and the bad
darling I believe in you.
 
How much I love to gaze at your beautiful face
darling I believe in you.
 
I get lost in your eyes and there's nothing left
darling I believe in you.
 
The world doesn't affect me neither its evilness
darling I believe in you.
 

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Forbidden to forget

They forbade to go to school and to college.
They forbade the guarantees and the constitutional aim.
They forbade all the sciences, except the militaristic one.
Forbidding the right to complain, they forbade the asking.
Today I suggest you, my brother, for not letting this happen again,
Forbidden to forget!
 
Forbidden to forget!
Forbidden to wait for answers. Forbidden the will.
Forbidden the arguments. Forbidden the reality.
Forbidden the free press and forbidden the thinking.
They forbade the intelligence with a special decree.
If you don't use your head, someone will use it for you.
Forbidden to forget!
 
Forbidden to forget!
Forbidden the right to strike and the salary raises.
They forbade to go out to the street and criticizing the state.
They forbade to laugh at the joke of their sad government.
They forbade the developement of the national future.
I believe the only way to put an end to this is:
Forbidden to forget!
 
Forbidden to forget!
Forbidden the commentaries without official 'approve',
They forbade to rebel against mediocrity.
They forbade the elections and the popular hope.
And forbade the conscience, by forbidding the thinking.
If you believe in your flag and in freedom:
Forbidden to forget!
 
Forbidden to forget!
Poor of the country where the bad ones take control,
where the civilian falls in love with corruption.
Poor of the country deranged by the drug,
because a slackened mind, goes crazy.
Poor of the country that, believes that with violence
can kill the idea of its liberation.
Poor of the country that sees justice shattered
by the will of the rich or by militar order.
Each nation depends on the heart of its people.
And a country that doesn't sell itself, nobody can buy it!
Don't forget!
 
Don't forget!
 

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