Текст песни и перевод на английский Sandungueros - De Camino A La Vereda

De Camino A La Vereda

! Óigame compay! No deje camino por coger la vereda.

Usted por enamorado
Tan viejo y con poco brillo
Usted por enamorado
Tan viejo y con poco brillo
El pollo que tiene al lado
Le ha hecho perder el trillo! Óigame compay! No deje camino por coger la vereda.

Ay, pero yo como soy tan sencillo
Pongo en claro esta trovada
Yo como soy tan sencillo
Pongo en claro esta trovada
Compay, yo no dejo el trillo
Para meterme en canada! Óigame compay! No deje camino por coger la vereda.

Ay, pero estabamo' comentando
Por que ha abandonado a Andrea
Estabamo' comentando
Por que ha abandonado a Andrea
Compadre uste' 'ta cambiando
De camino por vereda.! Óigame compay! No deje camino por coger la vereda.

Pero mire compadrito, uste' ha 'dejao' a la
Pobre Geraldina para meterse Dorotea.
No hables de tu marido mujer.
Mujer de malos sentimientos,
Todo se te ha vuelto un cuento
Porque no ha llegado la hora fatal.! Óigame compay! No deje camino por coger la vereda.

Ay ay ay ay, canta y no llore' Eliade'
Porque cantando se alegran, cielito mio
Los corazones.

No hables de tu marido mujer.
Mujer de malos sentimientos,
Todo se te ha vuelto un cuento
Porque no ha llegado la hora fatal.

Ay, hoyanle, hoyanle, hoyanle al mayoral.

Pero ese senor esta en el paso
Y no me deja pasar.

A la man... a la man... a la mancunchevere,
Camina como chevere ha matao su
Madre, mama

On the Way to the Path

! Listen to me, my friend! Don't leave the road to take the path.

You are so in love,
So old and with little shine,
You are so in love,
So old and with little shine,
The chick you have next to you
Has made you lose the track! Listen to me, my friend! Don't leave the road to take the path.

Ay, but I'm so simple,
I make this ballad clear,
I'm so simple,
I make this ballad clear,
My friend, I don't leave the track
To get into a Canada! Listen to me, my friend! Don't leave the road to take the path.

Ay, but we were commenting,
Why you left Andrea,
We were commenting,
Why you left Andrea,
My friend, you're changing
From the road to the path! Listen to me, my friend! Don't leave the road to take the path.

But look, little buddy, you left the
Poor Geraldine to get into Dorotea.
Don't talk about your husband, woman.
Woman of bad feelings,
Everything has become a story for you
Because the fatal hour has not arrived! Listen to me, my friend! Don't leave the road to take the path.

Ay ay ay ay, sing and don't cry, Eliade'
Because singing makes happy, my little heaven,
The hearts.

Don't talk about your husband, woman.
Woman of bad feelings,
Everything has become a story for you
Because the fatal hour has not arrived.

Ay, listen to him, listen to him, listen to the foreman.

But that gentleman is in the step
And won't let me pass.

To the man... to the man... to the mancunchevere,
Walk like a chevere, he killed his
Mother, mom