Paroles et traduction Chavela Vargas - La Lucas (Remastered)
La Lucas (Remastered)
La Lucas (Remastered)
Por
ahí
va
la
chaparrita,
cuerpo
de
uva
That's
where
the
little
chap
goes,
grape
body
Va
volando
como
mosco
zumbador
He's
flying
like
a
buzzing
mosco
Va
buscando
con
sus
aires
de
bonita
She's
searching
with
her
pretty
airs
Al
que
caiga
entre
las
redes
de
su
amor
To
the
one
who
falls
between
the
nets
of
his
love
Por
ahí
va
la
chaparrita,
cuerpo
de
uva
That's
where
the
little
chap
goes,
grape
body
Va
volando
como
mosco
zumbador
He's
flying
like
a
buzzing
mosco
Va
buscando
con
sus
aires
de
bonita
She's
searching
with
her
pretty
airs
Al
que
caiga
entre
las
redes
de
su
amor
To
the
one
who
falls
between
the
nets
of
his
love
Con
su
cara
morenita
With
her
brunette
face
Con
su
facha
de
bonita
With
her
pretty
face
Y
tan
linda
figurita
And
such
a
cute
little
figurine
Quién
la
ve
tan
seriecita
Who
sees
her
so
seriously
Quién
la
ve
tan
jovencita
Who
sees
her
so
young
Pero
le
dicen
la
Lucas
(¿Por
qué,
mi
cuate?)
But
they
tell
him
the
Luke
(Why,
my
cuate?)
Porque
es
puro
vacilón
Because
he
is
pure
vacillation
Tiene
andadas
de
torera
He
has
a
bullfighting
gait
Tiene
arranques
de
pantera
He
has
panther
fits
Y
la
prieta
marrullera
And
the
brown-haired
prieta
Y
es
muy
rete
callejera
And
it
is
very
street
rete
Y
por
ser
tan
parrandera
And
for
being
such
a
party
girl
Todos
le
dicen
la
Lucas
(¿Por
qué,
mi
cuate?)
Everyone
says
the
Lucas
(Why,
my
cuate?)
Porque
es
puro
vacilón
Because
he
is
pure
vacillation
Por
ahí
va
la
chaparrita,
cuerpo
de
uva
That's
where
the
little
chap
goes,
grape
body
Va
volando
como
mosco
zumbador
He's
flying
like
a
buzzing
mosco
Va
buscando
con
sus
aires
de
bonita
She's
searching
with
her
pretty
airs
Al
que
caiga
entre
las
redes
de
su
amor
To
the
one
who
falls
between
the
nets
of
his
love
Por
ahí
va
la
chaparrita,
cuerpo
de
uva
That's
where
the
little
chap
goes,
grape
body
Va
volando
como
mosco
zumbador
He's
flying
like
a
buzzing
mosco
Va
buscando
con
sus
aires
de
bonita
She's
searching
with
her
pretty
airs
Al
que
caiga
entre
las
redes
de
su
amor
To
the
one
who
falls
between
the
nets
of
his
love
Se
cree
de
mucho
copete
He
thinks
he
has
a
lot
of
hair.
Y
dondequiera
se
mete
And
wherever
he
gets
into
Mira
moros
con
tranchetes
Look
at
moors
with
tranchetes
Va
criticando
a
la
gente
He
criticizes
people
Pone
cara
de
inocente
He
makes
an
innocent
face
Pero
le
dicen
la
Lucas
(¿Por
qué,
mi
cuate?)
But
they
tell
him
the
Luke
(Why,
my
cuate?)
Porque
es
puro
vacilón
Because
he
is
pure
vacillation
Es
malaya,
la
malora
It's
Malaya,
the
malora
Es
grosera
la
traidora
The
traitor
is
rude
Y
se
cree
la
gran
señora
And
she
thinks
she's
the
great
lady
Porque
nada
se
le
atora
Because
nothing
gets
stuck
Porque
nunca,
nunca
llora
Because
she
never,
ever
cries
Pero
le
dicen
la
Lucas
(¿Por
qué,
mi
cuate?)
But
they
tell
him
the
Luke
(Why,
my
cuate?)
Porque
es
puro
vacilón
Because
he
is
pure
vacillation
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