Paroles et traduction Komezon Musical - Popurrí: Mi Najayita / La Indiecita / La Cumbia Michoacana

Popurrí: Mi Najayita / La Indiecita / La Cumbia Michoacana

POPURRI

MI NAJAYITA
Al oír la cumbia pienso en mi najayita
Pienso que este mi ritmo la necesita
Su sencillez emite dicha a mi alma
Y su sonrisa pura me hace feliz.

Al oír la cumbia pienso en mi najayita
Pienso que este mi ritmo la necesita
Su sencillez emite dicha a mi alma
Y su sonrisa pura me hace feliz.

Y que sabe bailar, este ritmo gozar
Y mi mente al volar me parece mirar a mi najayita
Y que sabe bailar, este ritmo gozar
Y mi mente al volar me parece mirar a mi najayita.

Naja, naja najayita...
Soy tan feliz amor al verte cerquita
Naja, naja najayita
Yo le agradezco a Dios por ser tan bonita.

LA INDIECITA
Allá en la frontera con Venezuela hay una indiecita
Es chiquita y bonita, esta solita y nadie la consuela
Allá en la frontera con Venezuela hay una indiecita
Es chiquita y bonita, esta solita y nadie la consuela.

Y yo le di mi amor a cambio de su cariño
Por eso los indios ahora me guardan rencor
Y yo le di mi amor a cambio de su cariño
Por eso los indios ahora me guardan rencor.

Yo le dije así, yo le dije así
Que en mi tierra mexicana
Una venezolana también puede ser feliz
Yo le dije así, yo le dije así
Que en mi tierra Michoacana
Una venezolana también puede ser feliz.

LA CUMBIA MICHOACANA
Voy hasta mero Michoacán mis pueblos quiero visitar
Voy hasta mero Michoacán mis pueblos quiero visitar
Quiero estar cerca de mis recuerdos mi infancia voy a recordar
Esa es mi tierra, lo mas hermoso que Dios me pudo regalar.

Voy a pasar por Zamora, Pátzcuaro y Apatzingán
Voy a pasar por Zamora, Pátzcuaro y Apatzingán
En La Piedad hay unas chamacas que son bonitas de verdad
Pero yo tengo muchos amores ahora les voy a platicar.

Por allá en Morelia tengo una chamaca pa' bailar
Por allá en Uruapan tengo una flaquita a todo dar
Allá en Playa Azul tengo mi pedazo de mar
En Ario de Rosales recuerdos que me hacen llorar.

Y que bonitos recuerdos
Eeeeeechale KOMEZÓN

Popurrí: My Sweetheart / The Little Indian Girl / The Michoacan Cumbia

POTPOURRI

MY SWEETHEART
When I hear cumbia, I think of my sweetheart
I think that my rhythm needs her
Her simplicity brings joy to my soul
And her pure smile makes me happy.

When I hear cumbia, I think of my sweetheart
I think that my rhythm needs her
Her simplicity brings joy to my soul
And her pure smile makes me happy.

And she knows how to dance, to enjoy this rhythm
And my mind, as it wanders, seems to see my sweetheart
And she knows how to dance, to enjoy this rhythm
And my mind, as it wanders, seems to see my sweetheart.

Sweetheart, sweetheart...
I am so happy, my love, to see you so close
Sweetheart, sweetheart
I thank God for making you so beautiful.

THE LITTLE INDIAN GIRL
There is a little Indian girl on the border with Venezuela
She is small and pretty, she is lonely, and no one consoles her
There is a little Indian girl on the border with Venezuela
She is small and pretty, she is lonely, and no one consoles her.

And I gave her my love in exchange for her affection
That's why the Indians now hold a grudge against me
And I gave her my love in exchange for her affection
That's why the Indians now hold a grudge against me.

I told her so, I told her so
That in my Mexican homeland
A Venezuelan woman can also be happy
I told her so, I told her so
That in my Michoacan homeland
A Venezuelan woman can also be happy.

THE MICHOACAN CUMBIA
I'm going all the way to Michoacan, I want to visit my towns
I'm going all the way to Michoacan, I want to visit my towns
I want to be close to my memories, I'm going to remember my childhood
That is my land, the most beautiful thing that God could have given me.

I'm going to pass through Zamora, Patzcuaro, and Apatzingan
I'm going to pass through Zamora, Patzcuaro, and Apatzingan
In La Piedad, there are some girls who are really pretty
But I have many loves, now I'm going to tell you about them.

Over in Morelia, I have a girl to dance with
Over in Uruapan, I have a slim girl who's all that
Over in Playa Azul, I have my piece of the sea
In Ario de Rosales, memories that make me cry.

And what beautiful memories
Eeeee-chaaaale KOMEZÓN