Текст и перевод песни Olivia Ruiz feat. Didier Blanc & Anthony Blanc - La Llorona

La Llorona

Todos me dicen el negro, llorona,
Negro pero carinoso
Todos me dicen el negro, llorona,
Negro pero carinoso
Yo soy como el chile verde,
Llorona, picante pero sabroso
Yo soy como el chile verde,
Llorona, picante pero sabroso

Elle m'attendait au bord du fleuve,
Des notes s'envolaient de sa bouche.
Llorona, l'ensorceleuse,
Mes pieds glissaient sur un tapis de mousse,
Cette mélodie allait me tuer
Mais il fallait que j'y goûte,
En m'approchant j'étais léger
Comme on se sent en fin de route,
Guidé par son chant de sirène,
Je suivais bêtement la mélopée,
Les hommes sont faibles, Llorona,
Devant tant de volupté

Ayde mi, llorona, llorona,
Llorona, llévame al rio
Tapamecontu rebozo, llorona
Porque me muero de frio
Si porque te quiero quieres, llorona
Quieres que te quiera màs
Si ya he dado la vida, llorona
Iqué màs quieres?
Iquieres màs

No sé que tienen las flores llorona,
Las flores del campo santo
No sé que tienen las flores llorona,
Las flores del campo santo
Que cuando las el viento llorona
Parece que estàn llorando
Que cuando las el viento llorona
Parece que estàn llorando

Quelques centimètres espaçaient
Finalement nos deux visages,
Elle m'a happé d'un baiser
Et me fit prisonier du rivage
Pour la suivre j'ai payé les affres
De tous les malheurs du monde,
Je sens mon corps devenir pierre,
Il l'aurait vue quelques secondes

Me quitaran de quererte llorona
Pero de olvidarte nunca
Me quitaran de quererte llorona
Pero de olvidarte nunca
A un santo cristo de hierro
Llorona, mis penas le conte yo
A un santo cristo de hierro
Llorona, mis penas le conte yo

Cuales no serian mis penas, llorona
Que el santo cristo lloro
Cuales no serian mis penas, llorona
Que el santo cristo lloro
El que no sabe de amores,
Llorona, no sabe lo que es martirio
El que no sabe de amores,
Llorona, no sabe lo que es martirio

The Weeping Woman

They all call me the black man, weeping woman,
The black man but affectionate
They all call me the black man, weeping woman,
Black man but affectionate
I'm like the green pepper,
Weeping woman, spicy but flavorful
I'm like the green pepper,
Weeping woman, spicy but flavorful

She was waiting for me by the river,
Notes flew from her mouth.
Weeping woman, the sorceress,
My feet slipped on a carpet of moss,
This melody was going to kill me
But I had to taste it,
As I approached, I felt light,
Like when you get to the end of the road,
Guided by her siren's song,
I dumbly followed the melody,
Men are weak, weeping woman,
Before so much pleasure

Help me, weeping woman, weeping woman,
Weeping woman, take me to the river
Cover me with your shawl, weeping woman,
Because I'm freezing to death
Yes because if you want me to love you, weeping woman,
You want me to love you more
If I've already given up my life, weeping woman,
What more do you want?
Do you want more

I don't know what's wrong with the flowers, weeping woman,
The flowers in the cemetery
I don't know what's wrong with the flowers, weeping woman,
The flowers in the cemetery
When the wind blows them, weeping woman
It seems like they're crying
When the wind blows them, weeping woman
It seems like they're crying

A few centimeters separated us
Finally, our two faces,
She grabbed me with a kiss
And made me a prisoner of the shore
To follow her, I paid the price
For all the misfortunes in the world,
I feel my body turning to stone,
He would have seen her for a few seconds

They'll stop me from loving you, weeping woman,
But from forgetting you, never
They'll stop me from loving you, weeping woman,
But from forgetting you, never
To an iron Christ, weeping woman,
My sorrows I told
To an iron Christ, weeping woman,
My sorrows I told

What could my sorrows be, weeping woman,
That the holy Christ cried
What could my sorrows be, weeping woman,
That the holy Christ cried
He who knows nothing of love.
Weeping woman, knows nothing of martyrdom
He who knows nothing of love.
Weeping woman, knows nothing of martyrdom