Текст и перевод песни Joan Sebastian - Vendere la Marranita

Vendere la Marranita

Venderé la marranita, a ver cuanto pesa,
Pasado mañana, chata, la fiesta empieza
Venderé la marranita, a ver si me alcanza
Y de pasadita pido, chicharrón de panza
Mañana comemos todos, chicharrón de panza
Los niños no tienen chanclas, tu rebozo ya esta roto
Si el dinero no me alcanza, oye, venderé mi potro
Si el dinero no me alcanza, prieta, venderé hasta el potro
Pero tu mi amor serás, si serás la luminaria
Que resplandezca en la fiesta, de la Candelaria
Que resplandezca en la fiesta, fiesta de la Candelaria
Fiesta en Juliantla, fiesta de la Candelaria

Venderé la marranita y con el dinero,
Comprare tu estreno, chata del 2 de Febrero
Compare para los niños, su calzado y su vestido
Ya ves que de responsable, chata siempre he presumido
Primero soy hombre muerto, prieta,
Que hombre incumplido
Te pones para la misa, tus dos arracadas de oro
Me planchas una camisa, blanca, pa salirle a un toro
Te prometo que me cuido, chata, sabes que te adoro
Y veras mi amor, veras, que serás la luminaria
Que resplandezca en la fiesta, fiesta de la Candelaria
Que resplandezca en la fiesta, fiesta de la Candelaria
Fiesta en mi pueblo, fiesta, de la Candelaria

I Will Sell the Little Pig

I will sell the little pig, to see how much it weighs,
Day after tomorrow, my dear, the party begins.
I will sell the little pig, to see if I can get enough
And, by the way, I will ask for, pork belly crackling
Tomorrow we will all eat, pork belly crackling
The children do not have sandals, your shawl is already torn
If the money is not enough, hey, I will sell my horse
If the money is not enough, darling, I will even sell the horse
But you will be my love, you will be the luminary
Who shines at the party, of Candelaria
Who shines at the party, party of Candelaria
Party in Juliantla, party of Candelaria

I will sell the little pig and with the money,
I will buy your best dress, my dear, of February 2nd
I will buy for the children, their shoes and their clothes
You see that I have always boasted, my dear, of being responsible
I would rather be a dead man, darling,
Than a man who does not fulfill his obligations
You will wear your two gold hoop earrings for the mass
You will iron me a white shirt, to go out and face a bull
I promise that I will take care of myself, my dear, you know that I adore you
And you will see my love, you will see, that you will be the luminary
Who shines at the party, party of Candelaria
Who shines at the party, party of Candelaria
Party in my town, party, of Candelaria