Paroles et traduction Jorge Negrete - Coplas De Dos Tipos De Cuidado

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La gente dice sincera
Cada que se hace un casorio
Que el novio siempre la quiera
Si no que le hagan velorio

Para esta novia no hay pena
Pues va ser el buen marido
Porque bueno es cosa buena
Por lo menos de apellido

Jorge Bueno, es muy bueno
Hijo de Bueno también
Y su abuelo, ay qué bueno
Que se llamara como él

Procuraré ser tan bueno
Como dice mi apellido
Que se trague su veneno
El que velorio ha pedido

Pedro es Malo de apellido
Retachar es su cuarteta
Él nomás es presumido
Porque no es malo es maleta

Pedro Malo es muy malo
Malo por obligación
Y su abuelo, uy qué malo
Hay que comprarle su guión

En una mañana de oro
Alguien nublaba el paisaje
Eran un cuervo y un loro
Arrancándose el plumaje

Hay que olvidar lo pasado
Y la culpable es la suerte
Que bueno y malo mezclado
En regular se convierte

Yo soy malo, no lo niego
Pero quisiera mezclar
Malo y bueno, o si sale
Algo que sea regular

Y ese alacrán de carroña
Un colmenar visitaba
Para ver si la ponzoña
Con la miel se le quitaba

Cómo no será lo bueno
Para placer del malvado
Con la miel y su veneno
Hoy anda el pobre purgado

Que lo entienda y lo entienda
Si es que lo sabe entender
Y si acaso no lo entiende
Hay que obligarlo a entender

Te consta que no soy tonto
Como tú lo has presumido
Tonto no, si entrometido
Por el hambre de amistades

El hambre siempre la calmo
Con el manjar del amigo
Méndigo es si no mendigo
El que roba a sus amigos

Tú lo dices, lo sostengo
No te vayas a cansar
No le saques, sí le saco
Pos′ se acabó este cantar

Verses of Two Careful Types

People say sincerely
Whenever a marriage takes place
That the groom should always love her
If not, they should have a wake

For this bride there is no sorrow
For he will be a good husband
Because good is a good thing
At least by name

Jorge Bueno, is very good
Son of Bueno also
And his grandfather, oh how good
That he would be called like him

I will try to be as good
As my last name says
May he swallow his poison
He who has asked for a wake

Pedro is Bad by last name
"To rivet" is his quatrain
He is only presumptuous
Because he is not bad, he is a suitcase

Pedro Malo is very bad
Bad by obligation
And his grandfather, oh how bad
We have to buy him his script

On a golden morning
Someone was clouding the landscape
It was a crow and a parrot
Tearing out each other's feathers

We must forget the past
And luck is to blame
That good and bad mixed
Become regular

I am bad, I do not deny it
But I would like to mix
Bad and good, or if it comes out
Something that is regular

And that carrion scorpion
Visited an apiary
To see if the poison
Would be removed with honey

How could it not be good
For the pleasure of the evil one
With honey and his poison
Today the poor man is purged

May he understand it and understand it
If he knows how to understand it
And if perchance he does not understand it
We must force him to understand

You know that I am not a fool
As you have presumed
Not a fool, but nosy
For the hunger of friendships

I always calm my hunger
With the delicacy of a friend
He is a beggar if not a beggar
He who steals from his friends

You say it, I maintain it
Don't get tired
Don't take it out, yes I take it out
Pos' this song is over