Текст и перевод песни Héctor Lavoe - Sangrigorda

Sangrigorda

(Eh... sangrigorda
Tu no puedes arrollar)
(Eh... sangrigorda
Si no quiere al negro ya)

Oye mira, sangrigorda
Tú no puedes arrollar
Ay, pero mira mi mulata
Si no quiere, si no quiere al negro ya

(Eh... sangrigorda
Tu no puedes arrollar)
(Eh... sangrigorda
Si no quiere al negro ya)

Ese prieto a tí te quiere
Se lo dijo a su mamá
Ahora se pasa llorando
Y siempre está guachinando, y no quiere venir pa'cá.

(Eh... quiriqui
Saca el pañuelo
Prende el tabaco
Mira que voy pa'l suelo)

(Eh... quiriqui
Saca el pañuelo
Prende el tabaco
Mira que voy pa'l suelo)

Saca tu pañuelo rojo
Y vente, vente p'acá.
Ay, vente prende el tabaco
Y dale que dale, en la esquina te vo'a esperar

(Eh... quiriqui
Saca el pañuelo
Prende el tabaco
Mira que voy pa'l suelo)

(Eh... quiriqui
Saca el pañuelo
Prende el tabaco
Mira que voy pa'l suelo)

Y si quiri, que tu queré'
Que si quiri, que tu queré'
Que si quiri, que tu queré' quererlo

Ese prieto si que's bueno
El te prende cuatro velas
Y reza por ti
Vuelve con el te lo ruego

Sangrigorda

(Oh... sangrigorda
You can't roll over me)
(Oh... sangrigorda
If you don't want the black man anymore)

Listen, sangrigorda
You can't roll over me
Oh, but look at my mulatto woman
If you don't want me, if you don't want the black man anymore

(Oh... sangrigorda
You can't roll over me)
(Oh... sangrigorda
If you don't want the black man anymore)

That dark-skinned man loves you
He told his mother so
Now he cries himself to sleep
And he's always watching, and he doesn't want to come here.

(Oh... quiriqui
Take out your handkerchief
Light the tobacco
Look, I'm going to the ground)

(Oh... quiriqui
Take out your handkerchief
Light the tobacco
Look, I'm going to the ground)

Take out your red handkerchief
And come on, come on over here.
Oh, come on light the tobacco
And keep going, I'm going to wait for you on the corner

(Oh... quiriqui
Take out your handkerchief
Light the tobacco
Look, I'm going to the ground)

(Oh... quiriqui
Take out your handkerchief
Light the tobacco
Look, I'm going to the ground)

And if you want, what you want
That if you want, what you want
That if you want, what you want to want

That dark-skinned man is so good
He lights four candles for you
And prays for you
Come back to him, I beg you