Paroles et traduction Celia Cruz - Ven a Bernabé

Ven a Bernabé

Bernabé, ven pa el barranco
Bernabé, ven pa el barranco

Por culpa de ti Bernabé
Pero la fiesta ya se echó a perder
Tú no quieres bailar, tú no quieres gozar
Ey, deja que los negros bailen al son

Acuérdate bien Bernabé
La fiesta de casa e Manuel
Te pusiste a pelear, no quisiste bailar
Y toda la gente se fue del bongó, oye!

Acuérdate bien Bernabé
Tú no bailas la bembé
(Bernabé, ven pa el barranco)
Bernabé, Bernabé,
Vente acá al barranco a gozar
(Bernabé, ven pa el barranco)

Canto a la raza, raza de bronce
Raza jarocha, que el sol quemó
A los que sufren, a los que loran
A los que esperan, les canto yo

Alma de jarocha que nació morena,
Calle que se mueve con vaivén, deja marcas
Tarde perfumada con besos de arena
Tarde que se quejan, paisajes de nácar

Boca donde gime la queja doliente
De toda una raza llena de amarguras
Alma de jarocha que nació valiente
Para sufrir toda desventura

Come to the Ravine

Bernabé, come to the ravine
Bernabé, come to the ravine

Because of you, Bernabé
Now the party has gone awry
You don't want to dance, you don't want to party
Hey, let the black people dance to the rhythm

Remember this, Bernabé
The party at Manuel's place
You started a fight, you didn't want to dance
And everyone left the bongó, look!

Remember this, Bernabé
You don't dance the bembé
(Bernabé, come to the ravine)
Bernabé, Bernabé,
Come here to the ravine to party
(Bernabé, come to the ravine)

I sing for the people, the bronze-skinned people
The people from Veracruz, who have been burned by the sun
For those who suffer, for those who weep
For those who hope, I sing

Soul of Veracruz, born with dark skin,
Street that moves with a swaying rhythm, leaving its mark
Afternoon perfumed with kisses of sand
Afternoon of lamentations, landscapes of mother-of-pearl

Mouth from which pours forth a pained and mournful cry
Of a race filled with sorrow
Soul of Veracruz, born with bravery
To endure all misfortunes