Paroles et traduction Lorenzo De Monteclarò - El Mala Estrella

El Mala Estrella

Ahí les va el nuevo corrido,
Que es la historia de un amigo
Que nació... con mala estrella.

Anda muy enamorado,
Pero mal correspondido
Pues nació... con mala estrella.

Yo le digo no seas tonto,
Ya no le hagas tanto al loco
La muchacha no te quiere.

Yo se bien que anda volada
Por un tipo que es muy hombre,
Pero como es muy tu amigo
Mejor no te doy su nombre.

Que voy a hacer
Si cada que me mira,
Me dice y me suspira
Que como yo no hay otro.

Que voy a hacer
Si yo también la miro,
Le digo y le suspiro
Que con su amor soy todo.

Pero el sigue con su sueño
De llegar a ser su dueño
La muchacha no lo quiere.

Yo lo mando a la cantina
Que se acabe una botella,
Pero ya ni el vino le hace
Pues nació... con mala estrella.

Te lo dije amigo
Te lo dije...

Ahí les va el nuevo corrido
Que es la historia de un amigo,
Que nació... con mala estrella.

Anda muy enamorado,
Pero mal correspondido
Pues nació... con mala estrella.

Yo le digo no seas tonto,
Ya no le hagas tanto al loco
La muchacha no te quiere.

Yo se bien que anda volada
Por un tipo que es muy hombre,
Pero como es muy tu amigo
Mejor no te doy su nombre.

Que voy a hacer
Si cada que me mira,
Me dice y me suspira
Que como yo no hay otro.

Que voy a hacer
Si yo también la miro,
Le digo y le suspiro
Que con su amor soy todo.

Pero el sigue con su sueño
De llegar a ser su dueño
La muchacha no lo quiere.

Yo lo mando a la cantina
Que se acabe una botella,
Pero ya ni el vino le hace
Pues nació... con mala estrella.

The Unlucky Star

Here's a new song,
It's the story of a friend of mine
Who was born... with an unlucky star.

He's very much in love,
But he's not being loved in return
Because he was born... with an unlucky star.

I tell him not to be a fool,
To stop acting so crazy
The girl doesn't love you.

I know very well that she's crazy
Over a guy who is very manly,
But since he's a very good friend of yours
I'd rather not tell you his name.

What am I going to do
If every time she looks at me,
She tells me and whispers to me
That there's no one else like me.

What am I going to do
If I also look at her,
I tell her and whisper to her
That with her love I am everything.

But he continues with his dream
Of becoming her master
The girl doesn't love him.

I send him to the bar
To finish off a bottle,
But not even wine helps him anymore
Because he was born... with an unlucky star.

I told you, friend
I told you...

Here's a new song
It's the story of a friend of mine,
Who was born... with an unlucky star.

He's very much in love,
But he's not being loved in return
Because he was born... with an unlucky star.

I tell him not to be a fool,
To stop acting so crazy
The girl doesn't love you.

I know very well that she's crazy
Over a guy who is very manly,
But since he's a very good friend of yours
I'd rather not tell you his name.

What am I going to do
If every time she looks at me,
She tells me and whispers to me
That there's no one else like me.

What am I going to do
If I also look at her,
I tell her and whisper to her
That with her love I am everything.

But he continues with his dream
Of becoming her master
The girl doesn't love him.

I send him to the bar
To finish off a bottle,
But not even wine helps him anymore
Because he was born... with an unlucky star.