Paroles et traduction Julio Jaramillo - Ay Mexicanita

Ay Mexicanita

Cuando no tengo ya nada que hacer
Me paro en una esquina mirando por doquier
Mirando cómo pasan las chiquillas bonitas
Luciendo su figura, derrochando parné
Mirando cómo pasan las chiquillas bonitas
Luciendo su figura, derrochando parné

Apresuradita, muy bien vestidita
Van pasando por la calle, diciendo:
Bonito, pos, ¿qué le pasa a usted?
Apresuradita, muy bien vestidita
Van pasando por la calle, diciendo:
Bonito, pos, ¿qué le pasa a usted?

Chaparras lindas se miran por doquier
Güeras morenas que son ricas, también
Que tienen sabrosura y no saben de traición
Que entregan sus amores con alma y corazón
Que tienen sabrosura y no saben de traición
Que entregan sus amores con alma y corazón

Apresuradita, muy bien vestidita
Van pasando por la calle, diciendo:
Bonito, pos, ¿qué le pasa a usted?
Apresuradita, muy bien vestidita
Van pasando por la calle, diciendo:
Bonito, pos, ¿qué le pasa a usted?

Cuando no tengo ya nada que hacer
Me paro en una esquina mirando por doquier
Mirando cómo pasan las chiquillas bonitas
Luciendo su figura, derrochando parné
Mirando cómo pasan las chiquillas bonitas
Luciendo su figura, derrochando parné

Apresuradita, muy bien vestidita
Van pasando por la calle, diciendo:
Bonito, pos, ¿qué le pasa a usted?
Apresuradita, muy bien vestidita
Van pasando por la calle, diciendo:
Bonito, pos, ¿qué le pasa a usted?

Chaparras lindas se miran por doquier
Güeras morenas que son ricas, también
Que tienen sabrosura y no saben de traición
Que entregan sus amores con alma y corazón
Que tienen sabrosura y no saben de traición
Que entregan sus amores con alma y corazón

Apresuradita, muy bien vestidita
Van pasando por la calle, diciendo:
Bonito, pos, ¿qué le pasa a usted?
Apresuradita, muy bien vestidita
Van pasando por la calle, diciendo:
Bonito, pos, ¿qué le pasa a usted?

México tiene una cosa que no sé
Que el que llega, de pronto, no se quiere volver
¿Será porque le dieron a tomar el tequila?
¿Será el sabroso pulque que lo hace renacer?
¿Será porque le dieron a tomar el tequila?
¿Será el sabroso pulque que lo hace renacer?

Ay, mexicanita, dame tu calor
Yo te juro por la virgen
Que, si me quieres pronto, te llevo al Ecuador
Ay, mexicanita, dame tu calor
Yo te juro por la virgen
Que, si me quieres pronto, te llevo al Ecuador

Oh, Mexican Girl

When I have nothing left to do
I stand on a corner, gazing all around
Watching the pretty girls go by
Showing off their figures, spending their money free
Watching the pretty girls go by
Showing off their figures, spending their money free

Hurriedly, dressed so fine
They walk down the street, saying:
Handsome, well, what's wrong with you?
Hurriedly, dressed so fine
They walk down the street, saying:
Handsome, well, what's wrong with you?

Lovely short girls are seen everywhere
Blondes and brunettes, who are rich too
They have spice and know nothing of betrayal
They give their love with all their heart and soul
They have spice and know nothing of betrayal
They give their love with all their heart and soul

Hurriedly, dressed so fine
They walk down the street, saying:
Handsome, well, what's wrong with you?
Hurriedly, dressed so fine
They walk down the street, saying:
Handsome, well, what's wrong with you?

When I have nothing left to do
I stand on a corner, gazing all around
Watching the pretty girls go by
Showing off their figures, spending their money free
Watching the pretty girls go by
Showing off their figures, spending their money free

Hurriedly, dressed so fine
They walk down the street, saying:
Handsome, well, what's wrong with you?
Hurriedly, dressed so fine
They walk down the street, saying:
Handsome, well, what's wrong with you?

Lovely short girls are seen everywhere
Blondes and brunettes, who are rich too
They have spice and know nothing of betrayal
They give their love with all their heart and soul
They have spice and know nothing of betrayal
They give their love with all their heart and soul

Hurriedly, dressed so fine
They walk down the street, saying:
Handsome, well, what's wrong with you?
Hurriedly, dressed so fine
They walk down the street, saying:
Handsome, well, what's wrong with you?

Mexico has something I can't explain
Whoever arrives, suddenly, doesn't want to leave again
Could it be the tequila they gave him to drink?
Could it be the delicious pulque that makes him reborn?
Could it be the tequila they gave him to drink?
Could it be the delicious pulque that makes him reborn?

Oh, Mexican girl, give me your warmth
I swear to you by the Virgin
That if you love me soon, I'll take you to Ecuador
Oh, Mexican girl, give me your warmth
I swear to you by the Virgin
That if you love me soon, I'll take you to Ecuador