Capullo Soruyo - En Vivo Desde Delfos, Guadalajara/2002 - Valentin Elizalde Übersetzung ins Englische

Capullo Soruyo - En Vivo Desde Delfos, Guadalajara/2002

Habia Una Vez En Mi Pueblo Un Matrimonio
Rubio Como La Mantequilla
Yo Lo Vi, A Mi Nadie Me Lo dijo
Que Lo que Digo No Es Ninguna Mentirilla
Del Matrimonio Nacieron 9 Hijos
8 Salieron Rubiecitos
Yo Lo Vi, Mi Fe Y Mi Testimonio
Que El Noveno Resulto Ser Un Negrito
Dudó Por Muchos Años
Pero A La Larga El Silencio Le Hizo Daño
Y Decidio Confesarle A Su Mujer
Y Oigan Ustedes Que Ahora Mismo Van a Ver
Oye Capullo A Todos Los Quiero Igual
Oye Capullo A Todos Los Quiero Igual
Todos Son Angelitos
Y Los Llevo Aqui En El Alma
Pero Hablemos Del Negrito
Oye Capullo ¿Es Hijo Mio El Negrito?
(Oye negrito,¿es tuyo o mio el negrito?)
Y Ella le Contesto, Y Ella Le Contesto
Oye Sorullo, El Negrito Es El Unico Tuyo
(Oye capullo, el negrito es el unico tuyo)
Del Matrimonio Nacieron 9 Hijos
8 Salieron Rubiecitos
Yo Puedo Dar Mi Fe Y Mi Testimonio
Que El Noveno Resulto Ser Un Negrito
Decidio Confesarle A Su Mujer
Y Oigan Ustedes Que Ahora Mismo Van A Ver
Oye Capullo A Todos Los Quiero
Igual, Oye Capullo A Todos Los Quiero Igual
Todos Son Angelitos Y Los Llevo Aqui en El Alma
Pero Hablemos Del Negrito
Oye Capullo,¿Es Hijo Mio El Negrito?
Y Aqui La Cosa Acabo, El Matrimonio Acabo
Ella Se Fue Con los 8 Y El Con El Negro Quedó
Ella Se Fue Con Los 8 Y El Con El Negro Cargo
(Se Acabaron Las Cumbias)

Capullo Soruyo - Live From Delfos, Guadalajara 2002

Once there was a couple in my town,
As blond as butter.
I saw it. Nobody told me.
What I'm saying is not a lie.
Nine children were born from the couple.
Eight were blond.
I saw it. My faith and my testimony.
The ninth one turned out to be black.
He doubted for many years.
But in the end, the silence hurt him.
And he decided to confess to his wife.
And listen up, because you're about to see.
Hey Capullo, I love them all the same.
Hey Capullo, I love them all the same.
They're all like little angels,
And I carry them here in my soul.
But let's talk about the little black one.
Hey Capullo, is the little black one my son?
(Hey Negrito, is the little black one yours or mine?)
And she answered him, and she answered him,
Hey Sorullo, the little black one is the only one that's yours.
(Hey Capullo, the little black one is the only one that's yours.)
Nine children were born from the couple.
Eight were blond.
I can give you my faith and my testimony.
The ninth one turned out to be black.
He decided to confess to his wife.
And listen up, because you're about to see.
Hey Capullo, I love them all.
The same, Hey Capullo, I love them all the same.
They're all like little angels, and I carry them here in my soul.
But let's talk about the little black one.
Hey Capullo, is the little black one my son?
And that's where it ended, the marriage ended.
She left with the eight and he stayed with the black one.
She left with the eight and he took care of the black one.
(The cumbias are over.)