Текст и перевод песни Carlos Vives - Carito - En Vivo Desde el Estadio El Campín de Bogotá

Carito - En Vivo Desde el Estadio El Campín de Bogotá

Pensaba yo en estos tiempos
De incomprensiones y desencantos
Y en tantas buenas razones
Para soñar sin desfallecer
Y pensaba con nostalgia
De la inocencia de aquellos años
De esos primeros amores
Que al recordar vuelven a nacer
Y recorro en mi memoria
Aquellos tiempos de Carito
Ella era una miss de Boston
Que daba clase en la escuela
Y le gustaba el español
Y aunque lo hablaba poquito
Tenía esos ojos bonitos
Que hablaban muy bien por ella
Carito me habla en inglés
Que bonito se le ve
Carito me habla en inglés
¿Qué me dice? Yo no sé
Carito me habla en inglés
Que bonito se le ve
Carito me habla en inglés
¿Qué me dice? Yo no sé
Carlitos don't be like that, now listen to me
You will pay attention
I need you to write in english
Muy perfecto paragraph
And tell me where did you learn
¿Dónde tu aprender to be tan coqueto?
Remember nothing of coreo
Until you finish the work you have
Y me daba una sonrisa y yo me quedaba loquito
Y después en el examen lo ponía todo al revés
Carito se fue del valle, yo la recuerdo cantando
Porque me dejó muy triste, para su tierra se fue
Carito me habla en inglés
Que bonito se le ve
Carito me habla en inglés
¿Qué me dice? Yo no sé
Carito me habla en inglés
Que bonito se le ve
Carito me habla en inglés
¿Qué me dice? Yo no sé
Te llevaría hasta la camarca
Carito dime que sí
Que no me quiero morir
Carito don't tell me no
Que me muero por tu amor
Carito dime que sí
Que no me quiero morir
Carito don't tell me no
Que me muero por tu amor
Todos juntos
Un sólo pueblo, Colombia
Gracias a toda mi gente de Gaira
Que importa la raza
Tampoco el idioma
Si al fin lo que vale
Es lo buena persona
Si es del altiplano
De tierra caliente
Si al fin lo que vale
Es que sea buena gente
Que importa tu credo
Si es hombre influyente
Si al fin lo que vale
Es la gente decente
No importa si es blanco
Si es pobre y famoso
Si al fin lo que vale
Bogotá, Bogotá
Es que cante sabroso
Gracias

Carito - En Vivo Desde el Estadio El Campín de Bogotá

I found myself lost in thought
In a time of confusion and despair
But amidst the darkness, a spark emerged
A beacon of hope, beckoning me to keep the faith
With a touch of nostalgia, I ventured back
To the innocence of my youthful days
When love's first bloom filled my heart with joy
Memories that hold a special place in my memory
I traveled down memory lane
To a time when Carito graced my life
She was a beauty from Boston town
Who taught at the local school
With a passion for the Spanish tongue
Though her words were few
Her eyes held a captivating allure
Speaking a language all their own
Carito, speak to me in English
Your voice is like a melody to my ears
Carito, speak to me in English
What do you say? I'm all ears
Carito, speak to me in English
Your voice is like a symphony to my soul
Carito, speak to me in English
What do you say? I'm captivated by every word
Carlitos, don't be silly now, please pay attention
You must focus on your task
I need you to write in clear and concise English
A flawless paragraph
And tell me, where did you learn
To charm with such ease?
Remember, no playing around
Until you have completed your assignment
She would smile, and I would melt at her feet
But when it came to the exam, everything would go topsy-turvy
Carito left the valley, and I remember her singing
For she left me heartbroken, returning to her homeland
Carito, speak to me in English
Your voice is like a melody to my ears
Carito, speak to me in English
What do you say? I'm all ears
Carito, speak to me in English
Your voice is like a symphony to my soul
Carito, speak to me in English
What do you say? I'm captivated by every word
I would take you to my homeland, Carito
Please, say you'll come with me
For I cannot bear the thought of losing you
Carito, please don't say no
My heart yearns for your love
Carito, please, say you'll come with me
For I cannot bear the thought of losing you
Carito, please don't say no
My heart yearns for your love
Together we stand
United as one, Colombia
My gratitude to my people from Gaira
What does race matter
Or language for that matter?
For in the end, it is the kindness of one's heart
That truly counts
Whether from the highlands
Or the warm plains
If their heart is pure
That is what matters most
What does your creed matter?
Or your social status?
For it is the decency of one's character
That makes a person truly noble
What does it matter if you are white
Or poor and unknown
Ultimately, what matters
Bogotá, Bogotá
Is that you can sing with soul
Thank you