Текст и перевод песни Sonora Dinamita feat. América Sierra - Capullo Y Sorullo

Capullo Y Sorullo

Habia una vez, en mi pueblo un matrimonio,
Rubio como la mantequilla,
Yo puedo dar, mi fe y mi testimonio,
Qué lo que digo no es ninguna mentirilla.

Del matrimonio nacieron nueve hijos,
Ocho salieron rubiecitos,
Yo lo vi a mi nadie me lo dijo,
Que el noveno resulto ser bien negrito.

El marido soporto por muchos años,
Pero a la larga el silencio le hizo daño,
Y decidio confesar a su mujer,
Así lo hizo y ahora ustedes van a ver.

Oye Capullo!, a todos los quiero igual,
Oye Capullo!, a todos los quiero igual,
Todos son angelitos y los llevo aquí en el alma,
Pero hablemos del negrito sin perder la calma.

Dime capullo, es hijo mío el negrito?
Seguro que si!
Dime capullo, es hijo mío el negrito?
Claro!

Y ella le contesto,
Y ella le contesto.

Oye Sorullo!, el negrito es el unico tuyo
Oye Sorullo!, el negrito es el unico tuyo

Oye Capullo!, a todos los quiero igual,
Oye Capullo!, a todos los quiero igual,
Todos son angelitos y los llevo aquí en el alma,
Pero hablemos del negrito sin perder la calma.

Dime capullo, es hijo mío el negrito?
Seguro que si!
Dime capullo, es hijo mío el negrito?
Claro!

Y ella le contesto,
Y ella le contesto.

Oye Sorullo!, el negrito es el unico tuyo
Oye Sorullo!, el negrito es el unico tuyo

Y la bomba estayo, el matrimonio acabo
Ella se fue con los ocho y el con el negro cargo
Ella se fue con los ocho y el con el negro cargo

Capullo and Sorullo

Once upon a time, in my town, there was a married couple,
As fair as butter,
I can give you my word and my testimony,
That what I'm saying is no lie.

Nine children were born from the marriage,
Eight of them came out fair-haired,
I saw it with my own eyes, no one told me,
That the ninth one turned out to be very black.

The husband endured for many years,
But in the end, the silence hurt him,
And he decided to confess to his wife,
So he did, and now you're going to see.

Hey Capullo!, I love them all equally,
Hey Capullo!, I love them all equally,
They're all little angels and I carry them here in my soul,
But let's talk about the black child without losing our cool.

Tell me, Capullo, is the black child mine?
Of course he is!
Tell me, Capullo, is the black child mine?
Of course!

And she answered him,
And she answered him.

Hey Sorullo!, the black child is the only one that's yours
Hey Sorullo!, the black child is the only one that's yours

Hey Capullo!, I love them all equally,
Hey Capullo!, I love them all equally,
They're all little angels and I carry them here in my soul,
But let's talk about the black child without losing our cool.

Tell me, Capullo, is the black child mine?
Of course he is!
Tell me, Capullo, is the black child mine?
Of course!

And she answered him,
And she answered him.

Hey Sorullo!, the black child is the only one that's yours
Hey Sorullo!, the black child is the only one that's yours

And the bomb has exploded, the marriage is over.
She left with the eight children and he with the black child.
She left with the eight children and he with the black child.