China Hereje - Julio Jaramillo перевод на английский

China Hereje

Te fuiste de mi lado, china hereje
A gozarte después de mi desgracia
Y no ves, china boba, que yo soy
Buen cantor, guitarrero y chupo cañar

Pa qué vas a saber que estoy sufriendo
Pa qué vas a saber de aquel que no ama
No tienes sentimiento pa el cariño
No tienes corazón, no sabes nada

Y tampoco sabrás que hasta mi rancho
Que ayer fue nido y hoy tapera
Que hasta el mesmo perrito hubo llorado
Lo mismo que un cristiano por tu ausencia

Y si la ven a mi china por el pago
No le cuenten, paisano, mi desgracia
Que no sepa últimamente que he llorado
Lo mismo que el perrito y la calandria

Ella nunca sabrá que yo la quise
Con tuitito el corazón y tuita mi alma
Vale más que comprenda que estoy solo
A ver, pronto patrón, deme caña

La misma cara, y está tan triste
Ya no canta como antes de mañana
Ay, parece que comprende que estoy solo
Vaya al diablo con el perro
Y la calandria

Heretic China

You left my side, heretic China
To enjoy yourself after my misfortune
And you don't see, silly China, that I am
A good singer, guitarist and a caña drinker

Why would you know that I'm suffering?
Why would you know about the one who doesn't love?
You have no feeling for affection
You have no heart, you know nothing

And you won't know either that even my ranch
That yesterday was a nest and today is a ruin
That even the little dog cried
The same as a Christian for your absence

And if they see my China in the payment
Don't tell them, paisano, my misfortune
May she not know lately that I have cried
The same as the little dog and the lark

She will never know that I loved her
With all my heart and all my soul
It's better that she understands that I'm alone
Come on, boss, give me some caña

The same face, and she's so sad
She doesn't sing like she used to in the morning
Oh, it seems that she understands that I'm alone
To hell with the dog
And the lark