Текст и перевод песни The King's Singers - La Bomba - 1989 Digital Remaster

La Bomba - 1989 Digital Remaster

Bomba, bomba y agua fuera,
Vayan los cargos al mar,
Que nos vamos a anegar,
Do remedio no se espera.

Al escota, socorred,
Vosotros id al timón,
¡Qué espacio! ¡Corred, corred!
¿No veis nuestra perdición?

Esas gúmenas cortad porque se amaine la vela,
Hacia acá contrapesad, Oh, que la nave se asuela,
Mandad calafetear que quizá dará remedio,
Ya no hay tiempo ni lugar,
Que la nao se abre por medio,

¿Qué haremos? ¿Qué haremos?

Si aprovechara nadar,
Oh, que está tan bravo el mar,
Que todos pereceremos.

Santa Virgen de Loreto, Sant Ginés,
Socorrednos,
Que me ahogo, santo Dios,
Sant Elmo, santo bendito,
Oh Virgen de Guadalupe,
Nuestra maldad no te ocupe,
Señora de Montserrate,

Señora de Montserrate,
Oid, señora y gran rescate.

Oh gran socorro y bonanza,
Nave viene en que escapemos,
Allegad, que perecemos,
Socorred, no haya tardanza,
Socorred, Socorred.

No sea un punto detenido,
Señores, ese batel, ese batel,
Ese batel.

Oh, qué ventura he tenido,
Pues que pude entrar en él.

Gratias agamus,
Domino, Deo nostro,
Dignum et justum est,
De tan grande beneficio,
Recebido en este día,
Cantemos con alegría,
Todos hoy por su servicio.

Ea, ea, sus, empecemos,
Empieza tú, Gil Pizarra,
A tañer con tu guitarra,
Y nosotros te ayudaremos,
Esperad que esté templada,
Tiemplala bien, hi de ruin.

Oh, cómo está destemplada,
Acaba, maldito, ya.

Es porde mas,
Sube, sube un poco más.

Muy bien está.

Ande, pues, nuestro apellido,
El tañer con el cantar,
Concordes en alabar,
A Jesús recién nacido.

Bendito el que ha venido,
A librarnos de agonía,
Bendito sea este día,
Que nació el contentamiento,
Remedió su advenimiento,
Mil enojos.

Benditos sean los ojos,
Que con piedad nos miraron,
Y benditos, que así amansaron tal fortuna.

No quede congoja alguna,
Demos prisa al navegar,
Poys o vento nos ha de llevar,
Garrido es el vendaval,
El vendaval,
Contra fortuna.

Gritad, gritad todos a una gritad,
Bonanza, bonanza,
Salvamento, salvamento.

Gala es todo a nadie hoy duela,
La gala chinela,
Gala es todo a nadie hoy duela,
La gala chinela,
De la china gala la gala chinela,
Mucho prometemos en tormenta fiera,
Mas luego ofrecemos infinita cera,
De la china gala la gala chinela.

Adiós, señores A la vela.

Nam si pericula sunt in mari,
Pericula sunt in terra,
Et pericula,
In falsis fratribus.

The Bomba - 1989 Digital Remaster

Bomb, bomb and water out,
Let the charges go to sea,
That we are going to sink,
No remedy is expected.

To the boatswain, help,
You go to the helm,
What space! Run, run!
Don't you see our perdition?

Cut those ropes because the sail is being reefed,
Counterbalance here, Oh, the ship is being ravaged,
Send for caulking that perhaps will give relief,
There is no longer time nor place,
That the ship is opening in half,

What shall we do? What shall we do?

If it were useful to swim,
Oh, that the sea is so rough,
That we will all perish.

Holy Virgin of Loreto, Saint Genesius,
Help us,
That I drown, holy God,
Saint Elmo, holy blessed,
Oh Virgin of Guadalupe,
May our wickedness not occupy you,
Our Lady of Montserrat,

Our Lady of Montserrat,
Hear, our lady and great ransom.

Oh great help and calm,
A ship comes in which we escape,
Come on, that we perish,
Help, let there be no delay,
Help, Help.

Let not a single point be delayed,
Sirs, that boat, that boat,
That boat.

Oh, what luck I have had,
As I was able to enter it.

Let us give thanks,
To our Lord God,
It is worthy and just,
For such great benefit,
Received this day,
Let us sing with joy,
All today for his service.

Yea, yea, come on, let us begin,
Begin you, Gil Pizarra,
To play with your guitar,
And we will help you,
Wait for it to be tuned,
Tune it well, son of a wretch.

Oh, how out of tune it is,
Finish, damn it, now.

It is for the best,
Go up, go up a little more.

It is very good.

Now, our name,
Playing with singing,
In agreement in praising,
Jesus the newborn.

Blessed be he who has come,
To free us from agony,
Blessed be this day,
That the contentment was born,
His coming remedied,
A thousand troubles.

Blessed be the eyes,
That looked at us with pity,
And blessed, that thus they tamed such fortune.

Let there be no anguish,
Let us hasten to sail,
Since the wind has to carry us,
The gale is handsome,
The gale,
Against fortune.

Shout, shout all together shout,
Bonanza, bonanza,
Salvation, salvation.

It is all joy to everyone today,
The china joy,
It is all joy to everyone today,
The china joy,
Of the china joy the china joy,
We promise much in a fierce storm,
But then we offer infinite wax,
Of the china joy the china joy.

Farewell, gentlemen Sail.

Nam si pericula sunt in mari,
Pericula sunt in terra,
Et pericula,
In falsis fratribus.