Текст и перевод песни Peter Manjarrés - Pobrecito mi compadre

Pobrecito mi compadre

Yo no quiero que pelees con la mujer
Que tu quieres que tu adoras de verdad
Pero pienso de que debes de saber
La sanaza de tu novia en la ciudad
Pero dimele compay que yo vi bien
Cuando andaba caminando en la ciudad
Se abrazaba y se abrazaba ahí con el
Se notaba de que estaba emociona

Pero digale compay que yo la vi
Pero digale compay que eso fue asi
No es mentira mi compay que estaba ahi
Lo abrazaba y lo besaba yo la vi

Cuando uno sale del pueblo a la cuidad
Cuando alumbran muchas cosas si señor
Toma trago a discoteca va a bailar
Los consejos de papa pierden valor
Te lo juro mi compay que yo escuche
Que bailando le decia te quiero a ti
Aquel novio de mi pueblo lo olvide
Con tus besos y tus caricias soy feliz
Pero digale compay que estaba ahi

Vez y dicelo compay que eso es verdad
No es mentira mi compay q la abrazo
Q en la boca y en el cuello la beso

Ella pasa de parradear
Dia, noche y de madrugá
Caminaba de aqui pa yá

Alguien la llevaba abrazá
Pobrecito mi compay que se quedó
Si la novia d su pueblo lo dejo
Que dolor hay ve.pobrecito mi compadre

Se lo digo mi compay q en la ciudad
Ahí acaba con el amor eso es verdad

...y cuando vienen las vacaciones quiere volver... asi essssss.esperalo...

Pobrecito mi compay si eso es verdad
Que eso es verdad
Que la ciudad
Eso es verdad

Poor my buddy

I know that you don't want to fight with your wife,
The one you love and adore so much,
But I think that you should know,
About your girlfriend's antics in the city.
But tell me, my friend, that I saw her clearly,
When she was walking in the city,
She was hugging and kissing him there,
It was obvious that she was excited.

But tell him, my friend, that I saw her,
But tell him, my friend, that it was like that,
I'm not lying, my friend, I was there,
She was hugging him and kissing him, I saw her.

When someone leaves their hometown for the city,
Many things become clear, my dear sir,
They drink, they go dancing at discos,
Their parents' advice loses its value.
I swear to you, my friend, that I heard,
While they were dancing, she told him, "I love you."
I've forgotten that boyfriend from my hometown,
With your kisses and your caresses, I'm so happy.
But tell him, my friend, that I was there.

See and tell him my friend that it's true,
I'm not lying, my friend, that she hugged him,
That she kissed him on the lips and neck.

She spends her time partying,
Day, night, and even at dawn,
She walks here and there,

Someone is walking around with his arm around her,
Poor my friend, he was left behind,
Because his girlfriend from his hometown left him.
What a pain, poor my buddy.

I tell you, my friend, that in the city,
Love is destroyed, that's the truth.

...and when vacation comes, she wants to come back... that's it. Wait for it...

Poor my buddy, if that's true,
That it's true,
That the city,
That's the truth.