Текст и перевод песни Antoine Duhamel - Los piconeros

Los piconeros

Ay que me diga que si,
Ay que me diga que no,
Como no lo ha querido ninguna lo quiero yo
Mi piconero como el picon,
Por tu culpa culpita yo tengo negro negrito mi corazon,
Por tu culpa culpita yo tengo negro negrito mi corazon,
Ya se oculta la luna luna lunera
Ya ha abierto su ventana la piconera la piconera mare
Y el piconero, va a la sierra cantando con el lucero
Ya viene el dia, ya viene mare
Ya viene el dia ya viene mare,
Alumbrando sus claras los olivares
Alumbrando sus claras los olivares,
Ay que me diga que si
Ay que me diga que no,
Como no lo ha querido ninguna
Lo quiero yo,
Mi piconero,
Como el picon, por tu culpa culpita yo tengo negro negrito mi corazon
Por tu culpa culpita yo tengo negro negrito mi corazon
Faja de seda lleva mi piconero,
Y un marselle vordado de terciopelo
De terciopelo mare y en el sombrero,
Una cinta que dice por ti me muero,
Ya viene el dia ya viene mare,
Ya viene el dia ya viene mare,
Alumbrando a sus claras los olivares
Alumbrando sus claras los olivares
Ay que me diga que si,
Ay que me diga que no
Como no la querido ninguna lo quiero yo
Mi piconero como el picon
Por tu culpa culpita yo tengo negro negrito mi corazon
Por tu culpa culpita yo tengo negro negrito mi corazon,
Ay que me diga que si
Ay que me diga que no
Como no lo ha querido ninguna lo quiero yo
Mi piconero como el picon
Por tu culpa culpita yo tengo negro negrito mi corazon
Por tu culpa culpita yo tengo negro negrito mi corazon
Ay que me diga que si
Ay que me diga que no
Como no lo ha querido ninguna lo quiero yo
Mi piconero como el picon
Por tu culpa culpita yo tengo negro negrito mi corazon
Por tu culpa culpita yo tengol negro negrito mi corazon

The miners

Oh, tell me yes,
Oh, tell me no,
As no one else has wanted you, I want you
My miner like the pick,
It's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart
It's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart
The moon is already setting, moon, moon
The miner has opened his window, the miner, the miner, mother
And the miner goes to the mountains singing with the morning star
The day is coming, it's coming, mother
The day is coming, it's coming, mother,
Illuminating its clearings, the olive groves
Illuminating its clearings, the olive groves,
Oh, tell me yes
Oh, tell me no,
As no one else has wanted you,
I want you,
My miner,
Like the pick, it's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart
It's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart
My miner wears a silk sash,
And a Marseille vest embroidered with velvet
Of velvet, mother, and on his hat,
A ribbon that says I'm dying for you,
The day is coming, it's coming, mother
The day is coming, it's coming, mother,
Illuminating its clearings, the olive groves
Illuminating its clearings, the olive groves
Oh, tell me yes,
Oh, tell me no
As no one else has wanted you, I want you
My miner like the pick
It's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart
It's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart,
Oh, tell me yes
Oh, tell me no
As no one else has wanted you, I want you
My miner like the pick
It's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart
It's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart,
Oh, tell me yes
Oh, tell me no
As no one else has wanted you, I want you
My miner like the pick
It's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart
It's your fault, my fault, I have a black, dark heart