Paroles et traduction Los Embajadores Vallenatos & Robinson Damián - El Santo Cachón

El Santo Cachón

Me dijeron que te vieron, te pillaron
El otro día sabroseando con un señor que no era yo

Me contaron los que te vieron
En una forma, Dios mío, que ¡uy! mejor no digo
No fue uno, ni fueron dos, fueron tres
Los amigos que te vieron con él moliendo caña

¡Ay! mientras yo muy solitario, como el llanero
Porque tú a mí me dijiste que ibas de viaje
Donde tus viejos del alma

Y ahora dices tú que no es así
Que ese era un primo, que estaba allá
Que te invitó a salir
Y te dio pena decir que no

Que te perdone yo, que te perdone
Como si yo fuera el santo cachón
Mira mi cara, vé, yo soy un hombre
Y no hay que andar repartiendo perdón

Ajuíciate mama, busca el juicio
Busca el juicio muchacha, ajuíciate
Yo me iba a casar contigo por poco meto la pata
Y ahora no puedo ni verte, puedo hacer un disparate

Tu primito si te quiere, que te exprima
De mí no podrás quejarte porque te divertiste también
Sé que hay cosas en la vida
Que un hombre sale ganando cuando las deja perder

Entre el cielo y la tierra, dice un dicho
Que no existe nada oculto y todo se llega a saber
Te pillaron, te caíste, siretón, te perdono
Tendría que aguantar callado si tú lo vuelves a hacer

Mujer si un día te vi, no te conozco
Y si fue así ya ni me acuerdo
Como dicen por ahí
A otro perro con ese hueso

Que te perdone yo, que te perdone
Como si yo fuera el santo cachón
Mira mi cara, vé, yo soy un hombre
Y no hay que andar repartiendo perdón

Ajuíciate mama busca el juicio
Busca el juicio muchacha ajuíciate
Yo me iba a casar contigo por poco meto la pata
Y ahora no puedo ni verte puedo hacer un disparate

Que te perdone yo, que te perdone
Como si yo fuera el santo cachón
Mira mi cara, vé, yo soy un hombre
Y no hay que andar repartiendo perdón

Que te perdone yo, que te perdone
Como si yo fuera el santo cachón
Mira mi cara, vé, yo soy un hombre
Y no hay que andar repartiendo perdón

The Holy Cuckold

They told me they saw you, they caught you
The other day, enjoying yourself with a man who wasn't me

Those who saw you told me
In a way, oh my God, that I'd rather not say
It wasn't one, nor two, but three
Friends who saw you grinding sugarcane with him

Oh! While I was so lonely, like the llanero
Because you told me you were going on a trip
To see your dear old folks

And now you say that's not the case
That it was a cousin, who was there
Who invited you to go out
And you were too ashamed to say no

That I should forgive you, that I should forgive you
As if I were the holy cuckold
Look at my face, see, I'm a man
And I shouldn't be handing out forgiveness

Get yourself together, mama, get some sense
Get some sense, girl, get yourself together
I was going to marry you, I almost made a mistake
And now I can't even see you, I might do something crazy

Your little cousin, if he loves you, let him squeeze you
You can't complain about me because you had fun too
I know there are things in life
That a man wins when he lets them go

Between heaven and earth, a saying goes
That nothing is hidden and everything comes to light
They caught you, you fell, silly girl, I forgive you
I would have to endure in silence if you do it again

Woman, if I ever saw you, I don't know you
And if it was like that, I don't even remember
As they say around here
Let another dog have that bone

That I should forgive you, that I should forgive you
As if I were the holy cuckold
Look at my face, see, I'm a man
And I shouldn't be handing out forgiveness

Get yourself together, mama, get some sense
Get some sense, girl, get yourself together
I was going to marry you, I almost made a mistake
And now I can't even see you, I might do something crazy

That I should forgive you, that I should forgive you
As if I were the holy cuckold
Look at my face, see, I'm a man
And I shouldn't be handing out forgiveness

That I should forgive you, that I should forgive you
As if I were the holy cuckold
Look at my face, see, I'm a man
And I shouldn't be handing out forgiveness