Paroles et traduction Lucha Reyes - Moreno Pintan a Cristo

Moreno Pintan a Cristo

Moreno pintan a Cristo
Morena la macarena
Moreno pintan a Cristo
Moreno es el ser que adoro
Viva la, viva la gente morena.
Moreno pintan a Cristo
Mas vale lo moreno
De mi morena
Que toda la blancura
De la azucena.
Mas vale lo moreno
De mi morena
De mi morena madre
Tener quisiera
Un retrato que al tuyo
Se pareciera
Lloré, lloré lloraba
Te diera el alma.
Moreno pintan a Cristo
Morena la Macarena
Moreno pintan a Cristo
Moreno es el ser que adoro
Viva la viva la gente morena
Moreno pintan a Cristo
Más vale lo moreno
De mi morena
Que toda la blancura
De la azucena
Más vale lo moreno
De mi morena
De mi morena madre
Que bien quisiera
Un retrato que al tuyo se parecía
Lloré lloré lloraba
Te diera el alma
Yo vivo triste
Y el corazón me duele
Me duele tanto
Que ya no puedo más
No hay en el mundo
Un ser que me consuele
Ni que mitigue
Ni que mitigue mi dolor fatal
Caigo arriba caigo abajo
Dijo el gavilán pollero ay si
Para que me dijiste que si que si
Para que me dijiste que no que no
Para que me dijiste que si
Como el águila que te engañó(bis)
Ven aquí ramo de flores
Alivio de mi tristeza ¡Ay! Si
Si a tu ventana negra del alma
Llega el amante que te engañó
Si te pregunta si estás en casa
Dile que no, siempre que no (Bis)
Para gusto ya está bueno ya.

Moreno Paint Christ

They paint Christ moreno
Morena is the macarena
They paint Christ moreno
He is moreno the being I adore
Long live, long live people of mixed race.
They paint Christ moreno
But moreno is better
Of my morena
Than all the whiteness
Of the lily.
But moreno is better
Of my morena
Of my morena mother
I would like to have
A portrait that to you
Looked alike
I cried, cried, cried
I would give you my soul.
They paint Christ moreno
Morena is the Macarena
They paint Christ moreno
He is moreno the being I adore
Long live, long live people of mixed race
They paint Christ moreno
But moreno is better
Of my morena
Than all the whiteness
Of the lily
But moreno is better
Of my morena
Of my morena mother
I wish
A portrait that to you looked alike
I cried, cried, cried
I would give you my soul
I live sad
And my heart aches
It hurts so much
That I can no longer bear
There is no one in the world
A being that comforts me
Or who relieves
Or who relieves my fatal pain
I fall up, I fall down
Said the hawk, chicken lover, oh yes
Why did you tell me that if that if
Why did you tell me that no no
Why did you tell me that if
Like the eagle who fooled you (twice)
Come here bouquet of flowers
Relief of my sadness Oh! Yes
If at your black window of the soul
The lover who fooled you arrives
If he asks if you are home
Tell him no, always that no (Twice)
For pleasure it is already good enough.