Текст и перевод песни Ismael Rivera - Controversia

Controversia

A mi me gusta cantar contigo
Cuando yo canto y me entiende
Que aparte que seas mi amigo
Yo se bien que me comprendes.

Me dice el sabio Salomón
Que lo que al hombre le mata
Son los celos que arrebatan
La vida y el corazón.

Por esta mi medición
A mi me dicen me dicen maya
Me dicen campeon guerrero
Que andaba buscando un bate
Que me impulsara mi vida
Que no cantara mentiras
Ni tampoco disparates.

La la la la la.

Ahora yo se que tu me va grabando
Al oir mi inspiracion
Marcolina mando poniendo satisfación
Me dijo sigo cantando.

Si yo cantare en el escritorio
Del Santo Niño de Atoche
Y yo me pasara un noche
Y en los santos del velorio.

A me dijo un tal Gregorio
Que alababa mi virtud
San Pedro me compro un au
Quimboro, quimboro.

Me dijo toma esta clave
Que ahora vamos yo y tu.
~
Ay pero cuanta armonía rumbero
La noche aquella para bailar.

Coro:
(Ay mi Dios cuanta armonía).

Controversy

I enjoy singing with you
When I sing and you understand me
Apart from the fact that you are my friend
I know very well that you understand me.

Wise Solomon tells me
That what kills a man
Is the jealousy that take away
The life and heart.

Based on this opinion of mine
They call me "maya"
They call me warrior champion
Who was looking for a bat
That would guide my life
So that I would not sing lies
Nor nonsense.

La la la la la.

Now I know that you are recording me
As you hear my inspiration
Marcolina keeps giving satisfaction
She said to me, keep singing.

If I were to sing at the desk
Of the Holy Child of Atoche
And I were to spend a night there
And the saints at the wake.

A certain Gregory told me
That he admired my virtue
Saint Peter bought me a car
Quimboro, quimboro.

He told me, take this key
Now we will go, you and I.
~
Oh, how much rumba harmony
That night is for dancing.

Chorus:
(Oh my God, how much harmony).