Текст и перевод песни Marina Heredia - Entre Chinos (Buleria)

Entre Chinos (Buleria)

Ay en mi cuerpo eres tu quien maneja
Mi barca a pesar de correr malos tiempos
Porque tu has llegaito a mi vida, te has
Metio en mi alma calando mis huesos...
Ay quien lo diria! Por robarte un beso
Le tengo envidia a las olas porque
Se encuentran tan lejos, como yo de
Tu persona. Y como una ola quiero
Llegar y besar tu boca y aunque
Me muriera luego.
Ayer pasé por mi calle y regresaste ami
Infancia, y en un momento sentí
Cosas que tenía olvidás.
El aroma de las flores, el canto de una gitana,
El rincón donde nací, y alfilere que (...)
Ayer la calle la fuente, casi al final
Junto a un rinconcillo y en una casa gitana
Con muchas macetas con muchos lebrijos
Que pocas flores tenía el jardin de mi niñez
Cuantas primaveras inquietas, cuantos sueños
De papel...
Hoy he visto en tus ojos, gitano mio que no me quieres
Que te casas con otra, cuarenta tiros a ti te peguen
Y por eso yo tengo pena amarga porque voy a perderte
Cuando me pongo el vestio blanco
Frente a la puerta se me aclarea, se me aclarea
Luego dice tu novia que tu me miras, quiere pelea
Cuando me pongo el vestio blanco frente a la puerta
Se me aclarea, se me aclarea.
Mira mira, mirame que tu me mira, mira mira
Mirame que yo te miro y que no se lo que me pasa
Cualquier dia te cojo y te llevare a tu casa
Ai por tu querer, tan solo por tu querer
Ay capaz soy de ir al infierno ayayayay
Y hablar con el mismo rey
Desde mi ventana se divisa el mar
Que baña la playa de mi libertad
Ay un olor tenia, se oyó a lo lejos
La voz de un niño que le dice a un viejo
De quien es la playa de quien es el mar,
De quien son las olas y de quien la sal.
De quien es la playa de quien es el mar,
De quien son las olas y de quien la sal.
De quien es la playa de quien es el mar,
De quien son las olas y de quien la sal.
De quien es la playa de quien es el mar,
De quien son las olas y de quien la sal.
De quien es la playa de quien es el mar,
De quien son las olas y de quien la sal.
De quien es la playa de quien es el mar,
De quien son las olas y de quien la sal.

Among the Chinese (Buleria)

Ah, in my body, it is you who steers
My boat, despite running through bad times
Because you have come into my life, you have
Entered my soul, penetrating my bones...
Oh, who would have said it! For stealing a kiss from you
I envy the waves because
They are so far away, like me from
You. And like a wave, I want
To arrive and kiss your mouth, even if
I were to die afterwards.
Yesterday I passed through my street and returned to my
Childhood, and in a moment I felt
Things I had forgotten.
The scent of the flowers, the song of a gypsy woman,
The corner where I was born, and a pin that (...)
Yesterday, the street, the fountain, almost at the end
Next to a little corner and in a gypsy house
With many flowerpots, with many large earthenware jars
How few flowers the garden of my childhood had
How many restless springs, how many dreams
Of paper...
Today I saw in your eyes, my gypsy, that you don't love me
That you are marrying another, may forty shots hit you
And that's why I have bitter sorrow because I'm going to lose you
When I put on the white dress
In front of the door it becomes clear to me, it becomes clear to me
Then your girlfriend says that you look at me, she wants a fight
When I put on the white dress in front of the door
It becomes clear to me, it becomes clear to me.
Look, look, look at me, you look at me, look, look
Look at me, I look at you and I don't know what's happening to me
Any day I'll grab you and take you to your house
Oh, for your love, just for your love
Oh, I might even go to hell ayayayay
And speak to the king himself
From my window you can see the sea
That bathes the beach of my freedom
Oh, there was a smell, a voice was heard in the distance
The voice of a child who says to an old man
Whose is the beach, whose is the sea,
Whose are the waves and whose is the salt.
Whose is the beach, whose is the sea,
Whose are the waves and whose is the salt.
Whose is the beach, whose is the sea,
Whose are the waves and whose is the salt.
Whose is the beach, whose is the sea,
Whose are the waves and whose is the salt.
Whose is the beach, whose is the sea,
Whose are the waves and whose is the salt.
Whose is the beach, whose is the sea,
Whose are the waves and whose is the salt.