Paroles et traduction Piero - El Trencito del Oeste

El Trencito del Oeste

(¡Pasajeros al tren!)
(¡Talán, talán!)

Con su chucu-chucu-chucu
Que resuena en la pradera
Va trepando la ladera, nuestro tren
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

Su silbato, espanta vacas
Su ruidito de matraca
Sus vagones de hojalata, de sartén
(Chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu)

Galopando por las vias
Entre brincos de alegría
Se dirige resoplando a la estación
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

A su paso, los ganados
Que se le han encariñado
Le hacen coro repitiendo su canción
(Me, me, me)

El trencito del oeste
Va corriendo por el riel
Escribiendo con el humo
En un cielo de papel

Escribiendo con el humo
En un cielo de papel

Con su chucu-chucu-chucu
Que flota en la lejanía
Derrochando su energía por llegar
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

Y si encuentra una subida
Difícil de ser vencida
Maquinista y pasajeros a empujar
(¡A empujar!)

Con calma o con ventolina
Entre valles y colinas
Va cortando la neblina su mechón
(Chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu-chucu)

Al llegar a los andenes
Donde duermen otros trenes
Le hacen eco los viajeros al pistón

El trencito del oeste
Va corriendo por el riel
Escribiendo con el humo
En un cielo de papel

Escribiendo con el humo
En un cielo de papel
En un cielo de papel
En un cielo de papel

The Little Train of the West

(All aboard!)
(T-Choo! T-Choo!)

With its choo-choo train
Resounding through the plains
Our train is climbing the hillside
(Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo)

Its whistle spooks the cows
Its ratchet makes a clanging sound
Its carriages are made of tin, of frying pan
(Choo-choo, choo-choo, choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo)

Galloping along the tracks
With leaps of joy
It heads panting to the station
(Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo)

As it passes, the cattle
That have grown fond of it
Join in the chorus, repeating its song
(Moo, moo, moo)

The little train of the West
Runs along the rails
Writing with smoke
On a paper sky

Writing with smoke
On a paper sky

With its choo-choo train
That floats in the distance
Wasting its energy to arrive
(Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo)

And if it encounters a slope
Difficult to overcome
The engineer and passengers will push
(To push!)

In calm or in windy weather
Through valleys and hills
It cuts its smoke through the mist
(Choo-choo, choo-choo, choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo)

Upon arriving at the platforms
Where other trains are sleeping
The travelers echo the piston

The little train of the West
Runs along the rails
Writing with smoke
On a paper sky

Writing with smoke
On a paper sky
On a paper sky
On a paper sky