Paroles et traduction La Sonora Matancera feat. Bienvenido Granda - Boletera

Boletera

Mira tu si yo te quiero,
Que guardo la copita
De cristal.
Donde sellamos con
Un trago, aquel divino
Instante pasional.
Que la gente me censure,
Al ver que yo te doy
Felicidad, es miseria que
Se extiende por la vida,
Porque va escondida
En la humanidad.
Diran, que tu. vendiste
Boletos de la suerte,
Pero la vida, es fiera
Que nos muerde,
Cuando se pierde en
Ella la moral.
Y tu... amor.
Llevaste con honra
Tu destino.
No me importa que
Te digan boletera,
Para que te quiera,
Con el corazon.

Ticket Seller

Look, if I love you,
I keep the glass
Cup.
Where we sealed with
A sip, that divine
Passionate moment.
Let the people censure me,
Seeing that I give you
Happiness, it's misery that
Spreads through life,
Because it's hidden
In humanity.
They will say, that you.
Sold lucky tickets,
But life is a wild beast
That bites us,
When morality is lost
In it.
And you... love.
You carried your destiny
With honor.
I don't care if
They call you a ticket seller,
So that I may love you,
With all my heart.