Текст и перевод песни Adriana Lucia - La Piragua (En Vivo)

La Piragua (En Vivo)

Me contaron los abuelos que hace tiempo,
Navegaba en el César una piragua,
Que partía del banco viejo puerto
A las playas de amor en Chimichagua.
Capoteando el vendaval se estremecía
E impasible desafiaba la tormenta,
Y un ejército de estrellas las seguía
Tachonándola de luz y de leyenda.
Era la piragua de Guillermo Cubillos, era la piragua, era la piragua
Era la piragua de Guillermo Cubillos, era la piragua, era piragua
La piragua, la piragua, la piragua
Cumbia, cumbia
Doce bogas con la piel color majagua
Y con ellas el temible Pedro Albundia,
Y en las noches a los remos le arrancaban
Su melódico rugir de hermosa cumbia
Doce sombras, ahora viejas ya no reman
Y ahora cruje el maderamen en el agua
Solo quedan los recuerdos en la arena
Donde yace dormitando la piragua.
Era la piragua de Guillermo Cubillos, era la piragua, era la piragua.
Era la piragua de Guillermo Cubillos, era la piragua, era la piragua
La piragua, la piragua, la piragua.
Era la piragua de Guillermo Cubillos, era la piragua, era la piragua
Era la piragua de Guillermo Cubillos, era la piragua, era la piragua
La piragua, la piragua, la piragua
Ule-le-le-le-le, la piragua
Ule-leehee(se va la piragua, se va la piragua)

La Piragua (Live)

My grandparents told me that long ago,
A canoe sailed the Cesar River,
It departed from the old bank port
To the beaches of love in Chimichagua.
Braving the storm, it shook
And defiantly challenged the tempest,
And an army of stars followed it
Adorning it with light and legend.
It was the canoe of Guillermo Cubillos, it was the canoe, it was the canoe
It was the canoe of Guillermo Cubillos, it was the canoe, it was the canoe
The canoe, the canoe, the canoe
Cumbia, cumbia
Twelve rowers with skin the color of majagua
And with them the fearsome Pedro Albundia,
And at night they wrested from the oars
Their melodic roar of beautiful cumbia
Twelve shadows, now old, no longer row
And now the timber creaks in the water
Only memories remain in the sand
Where the canoe lies dormant.
It was the canoe of Guillermo Cubillos, it was the canoe, it was the canoe.
It was the canoe of Guillermo Cubillos, it was the canoe, it was the canoe
The canoe, the canoe, the canoe.
It was the canoe of Guillermo Cubillos, it was the canoe, it was the canoe
It was the canoe of Guillermo Cubillos, it was the canoe, it was the canoe
The canoe, the canoe, the canoe
Ule-le-le-le-le, the canoe
Ule-leehee (the canoe is gone, the canoe is gone)