Paroles et traduction en anglais Lu Colombo - Maracaibo (Cult)

Maracaibo (Cult)

Maracaibo balla al barracuda, sì, ma balla nuda, Zaza

Sì, ma le machine pistole, sì, ma le mitragliere
Era una copertura, faceva il traffico d'armi con Cuba
Innamorata, sì, ma di Miguel
Ma Miguel non c'era, era in Cordigliera da mattina a sera

Sì, ma c'era Pedro con la verde luna
L'abbracciava sulle casse, sulle casse di nitroglicerina
Tornò Miguel, tornò, la vide e impallidì
Il cuore suo tremò, quattro colpi di pistola le sparò

Maracaibo, mare forza nove, fuggire, sì, ma dove, Zaza

L'albero spezzato, una pinna nera
Nella notte scura come una bandiera
Morde il pescecane nella pelle bruna
Una zanna bianca come la luna

Maracaibo, finito il barracuda, finito ballar nuda, Zaza

Un gran salotto, ventitré mulatte
Danzan come matte, casa di piaceri per stranieri
Centotrenta chili, splendida regina
Rum e cocaina, Zaza

Se sarai cortese ti farà vedere
Nella pelle bruna una zanna bianca come la luna

Maracaibo (Cult)

Maracaibo dances to the barracuda, yes, but she dances naked, Zaza

Yes, but the machine guns, yes, but the machine guns
It was a cover, she was trafficking arms with Cuba
In love, yes, but with Miguel
But Miguel wasn't there, he was in the mountains from morning to night

Yes, but there was Pedro with the green moon
He embraced her on the crates, on the crates of nitroglycerin
Miguel returned, he returned, saw her, and turned pale
His heart trembled, he fired four shots at her

Maracaibo, sea force nine, escape, yes, but where, Zaza

The broken tree, a black fin
In the dark night like a flag
The shark bites into her brown skin
A white tooth like the moon

Maracaibo, the barracuda is finished, dancing naked is over, Zaza

A large living room, twenty-three mulatto women
They dance like crazy, a house of pleasures for foreigners
Two hundred and ninety pounds, a magnificent queen
Rum and cocaine, Zaza

If you're nice, she'll show you
In her brown skin a white tooth like the moon