Encarcelamiento (En Vivo) - Joan Sebastian traduction en anglais

Encarcelamiento (En Vivo)

En mi tierra hay muchas historias
Cuentan la historia de un loco que se enamoró
Y se enamoró de quien no debía
Dicen que, cuando, cuando el loco mira que todos lo miran
Cuando el loco mira que todos lo miran
Hace un disimulo y suspira por ella
Y él mismo le pone mil trabas a su alma
Porque sabe bien que no debe quererla

Pero el chupamirto que trae en el pecho
Le revolotea jubiloso al verla
Y aunque sabe bien que el jardín no es suyo
Esa flor es vida y quiere tenerla

Luego, cuando mira que todos la miran
Su amor se encabrita y se inunda en celos
Y es que sabe bien que hay pájaros sueltos y a él
A él le han gastado las alas sus vuelos

Luego, de repente, regresa la calma
Y al enamorado no le importa nada
Es que ha recibido un beso en el alma
Se fundió con ella, se fundió con ella
En una mirada

Y dicen
Dicen en el pueblo que debían dictarle
Encarcelamiento a perpetuidad
Porque se enteraron que él ama a una niña
De diecisiete años, qué mejor edad

Dicen que las leyes debían sentenciarlo
Porque está casado y no la debe amar
Y que solo el cielo podría perdonarlo
Porque solo el cielo lo ha visto llorar

Él es un loco
Y ella una niña
Que juega a ser mujer, que juega a ser mujer
Él es un loco
Y ella una niña
Culpable de embrujar al loco aquel

Dicen 'pueblo chico es infierno grande'
Dicen que es un diablo y lo quieren bañar
Con agua bendita para que se olvide
De la más bonita de aquel lugar

Él es un loco
Y ella una niña
Que juega a ser mujer, que juega a ser mujer
Él es un loco
Y ella una niña
Culpable de embrujar al loco aquel

Encarcelamiento (Live)

In my country, there are many stories
They tell the story of a madman who fell in love
And he fell in love with someone he shouldn't have
They say that when, when the madman sees that everyone is looking at him
When the madman sees that everyone is looking at him
He'll pretend and sigh for her
And he'll put a thousand obstacles in his own soul
Because he knows very well that he shouldn't love her

But the sucker that he carries in his chest
Flitters about joyfully at the sight of her
And although he knows very well that the garden isn't his
That flower is his life and he wants to have her

Then, when he sees that everyone is looking at her
His love gets riled up and is flooded with jealousy
And he knows very well that there are free birds and that he
He has worn out his wings in flight

Then, suddenly, calm returns
And the man in love doesn't care about anything
Because he has received a kiss on the soul
He merged with her, he merged with her
In a glance

And they say
They say in the village that they should sentence him to
Life imprisonment
Because they found out that he loves a girl
Of seventeen years, what a perfect age

They say that the laws should sentence him
Because he is married and should not love her
And that only heaven could forgive him
Because only heaven has seen him cry

He is a madman
And she is a girl
Who plays at being a woman, who plays at being a woman
He is a madman
And she is a girl
Guilty of bewitching that madman

They say 'a small town is a big hell'
They say he is a devil and they want to bathe him
With holy water so that he forgets
About the prettiest girl in that place

He is a madman
And she is a girl
Who plays at being a woman, who plays at being a woman
He is a madman
And she is a girl
Guilty of bewitching that madman