Текст и перевод песни Rocío Dúrcal - Santo Ninito

Santo Ninito

A la orilla de una playa tu me diste el corazon
Y lo llevo a donde vaya porque tiene una razon
Que es un lindo y buen recuerdo de aquel sueño
Que yo tuve
Y por culpa del destino realizarlo
Yo no pude
Santa Monica es la playa donde me dejo pensando
No me llama ni me escribe
Sera que me esta olvidando! Santo niñito¡
Mirale, guiale, cuidale,
Porque le quiero! Santo niñito¡
Dile que cuando se canse de su andar aqui la espero
Hace mas de 7 meses que se fue, ya no ha venido
Me parece que fue un sueño el haberle conocido
Dicen que pa zacatecas ya se fue
Pero otros cuentan
Que anda alla por san francisco que de vez en vez le encuentran! Santo niñito¡
Mirale, guiale, cuidale,
Porque le quiero! Santo niñito¡
Dile que cuando se canse de su andar aqui la espero
Ya me estoy volviendo loca de tanto y tanto buscarle
Yo quisas le importe poco, pero yo quiero mirarle
Ese corazon de piedra, ayer lo lleve a la playa
No me trajo buena suerte
Ahora haber quien diantres falla! Santo niñito¡
Mirale, guiale, cuidale,
Porque le quiero! Santo niñito¡
Dile que cuando se canse de su andar aqui la espero

Holy Little Boy

On the shore of a beach you gave me your heart
And I carry it with me wherever I go because it has a reason
That is a beautiful and good memory of that dream
That I had
And because of the fate I could not
Fulfill it
Santa Monica is the beach where you left me thinking
She doesn't call or write me
Is it that she has forgotten me! Holy little boy!
Look after him, guide him, protect him,
Because I love him! Holy little boy!
Tell him that when he tires of his wandering here I await him
It's been more than 7 months since he left, he has not returned
It seems to me that it was a dream to have met him
They say that he has gone to Zacatecas
But others say
That he is there in San Francisco where from time to time he is found! Holy little boy!
Look after him, guide him, protect him,
Because I love him! Holy little boy!
Tell him that when he tires of his wandering here I await him
I am becoming crazy from so much searching for him
I may not be important to him, but I want to see him
That heart of stone, yesterday I took it to the beach
It did not bring me good luck
Now who the devil is to blame! Holy little boy!
Look after him, guide him, protect him,
Because I love him! Holy little boy!
Tell him that when he tires of his wandering here I await him