Willie Colón - El Gran Varón Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

The Great Man

In the hospital room
at 9:43
Simon was born.
It's the summer of '56
the pride of Don Andres
because he was a boy.
He was raised just like the others
with a harsh hand with severity
he never expressed his own thoughts.
When you grow up you're going to study
the same things as your father
listen well
you need to be
a great man.

To the stranger Simon went
faraway from home he forgot that sermon,
he changed the way he walked
he wore a skirt, lipstick
and a purse.
The people say that one day the father
went to visit him without warning him in advance,
well, what a mistake.
A woman spoke to him when he was passing on by
and told him hello, how's it going father what's up?
you don't recognize me, I am Simon
Simon your son,
the great man

CHORUS:
You can't correct nature
a stick that's born twisted never straightens out its trunk. (3x)

He let himself go by
what the people say
his father never spoke to him
he abandoned him forever.

You can't correct nature
a stick that's born twisted never straightens out its trunk.

Don't complain Andres
don't complain about anything
if from the sky lemons fall
learn to make lemonade.

You can't correct nature
a stick that's born twisted never straightens out its trunk.

And while the years pass
the old man yielding a little bit
Simon didn't even write to him anymore
Andres was furious.

You can't correct nature
a stick that's born twisted never straightens out its trunk.

At last there was news
of where his son was
Andres never forgot the day
of that sad phone call.

la, la, la, le, le . . . la, la, la, le, le, le (2x)

In the hospital room
from a strange sickness Simon died
it's the summer of '86
by the sick man in bed nobody cried
Simon Simoooon Simon

You can't correct nature
a stick that's born twisted never straightens out its trunk.

You need to have compassion
the moral is enough:
he who is free of sin
throw the first stone.

You can't correct nature
a stick that's born twisted never straightens out its trunk.

He who never forgives
has a certain destiny
of reliving sour memories
in their own hell.

You can't correct nature
a stick that's born twisted never straightens out its trunk.

la, la, la, le, le . . . la, la, la, le, le, le (2x)

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Mondina

The sky awakens at dawn all in gold
Mondina, as you walk singing, with a joyful heart
The dawn breeze caresses your golden curls
In the wide rice fields, you live your little world
Your face reflects on the water, more beautiful than a flower

Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, life is so beautiful at this lovely age
Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, like a little swallow, love will come one day!

From the old bell tower, the noon chimes ring
Mondina, burned by the sun, to that sound of bells
You smile and devour your happy meal, because
You know how hard that bread costs you
You know that every table, at this hour, smells for you!

Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, life is so beautiful at this lovely age
Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, like a little swallow, love will come one day!

Night approaches, it’s already the time of the Ave Maria
Mondina, why don’t you smile at this hour of love?
You look at the sunset and sigh: 'Where is my love?'
Is he perhaps on the mountains, near your old shepherd
Or by the ancient path, waiting for you?

Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, life is so beautiful at this lovely age
Eliuliulì, eliuliulà, like a little swallow, love will come one day!

Nilla Pizzi - Mondina Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Mondina

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30.10.2024

Just Friendship

Our relationship
Is sometimes distant, sometimes close, and unpredictable.
Between us, we never discuss it,
Is it just an act or an escape?

As we continue to play along with this plot,
We share a tacit understanding throughout its twists and turns.
We both know the inevitable end,
Yet we can't escape this trap.

I just want to hold you tight, moving from strangers to familiar once more,
With all my effort, how did we stop moving forward?
Letting go and holding on simultaneously, such a deeply painful game,
I should never have stepped into your world.

Holding you tight again, is it ambiguity or just friendship?
If it's not true feelings, why is it so hard to part?
Like a shooting star, it flashes a moment of beauty,
After its brilliance, I will lose you again.

As we continue to play along with this plot,
We share a tacit understanding throughout its twists and turns.
We both know the inevitable end,
Yet we can't escape this trap.

I just want to hold you tight, moving from strangers to familiar once more,
With all my effort, how did we stop moving forward?
Letting go and holding on simultaneously, such a deeply painful game,
I should never have stepped into your world.

Holding you tight again, is it ambiguity or just friendship?
If it's not true feelings, why is it so hard to part?
Like a shooting star, it flashes a moment of beauty,
After its brilliance, I will lose you again.

After its brilliance, how can I bear to let go?

Community of La Sabana - Macizón-Gangue Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

30.10.2024

Massif-Ngangi

Oh Ngangi, exalted be our lord!
And forever!
Oh ngangi, good day John!
Oh Ngangi!
Oh ngangi, give me the key, John!
And forever!
Oh ngangi, the day shall come!
Oh Ngangi!
Oh Ngangi, I offer my salutations!
And forever!
Oh Ngangi, to the rhythm of the drum!
Oh Ngangi!
Oh ngangi, exalted be our lord!
And forever!
Oh ngangi, today is your day, John!
Oh ngangi!

He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave
Malembe, malembe now!
Next year I shall offer my songs again!
Malembe, malembe now!
Two beats of the drum, two beats only!
Malembe, malembe now!
Two hits to the front, two hits to the back!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Saint John of the Congo, shaved head!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Take off your hat to see you dance!
Malembe, malembe, now!
He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave
Malembe, malembe, now!
And next year who shall play the drums for him?
Malembe, malembe, now!
If Saint John knew today was his feast!
Malembe, malembe, now!
From the sky he would come down and give happiness!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Malembe, malembe, malembe now!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Today is your feast, John, today is your feast day John!
Malembe, malembe, now!
I offer my farewells, and my farewells to my slave owner!
Malembe, malembe, now!
He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave, yes, he shall leave!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Saint John of the Congo, shaved head!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Take off your hat to see you dance!
Malembe, malembe, now!
If you don't take it off, I shall sob!
Malembe, malembe, now!
If you take it off, I'll sing to you!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Oh Saint John, Saint John shall leave!
Malembe, malembe, now!
The upcoming year I shall parade his statue again!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Two hits, ladies, two more hits!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Two hits to the drumskin, two hits for Saint John!
Malembe, malembe, now!
He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave, yes, he shall leave!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Malembe, malembe, malembe now!
Malembe, malembe, now!
If Saint John knew today was his feast day!
Malembe, malembe, now!
From the sky he would come down and depart joy!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Today is your feast, John, today is your feast, John!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Malembe, malembe, malembe now!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Saint John of the Congo, shaved head!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Take off your hat so I may see you dance!
Malembe, malembe, now!
I offer my farewells, farewells to my slave owner!
Malembe, malembe, now!
He shall leave, he shall leave, he shall leave, yes, he shall leave!
Malembe, malembe, now!
Two more hits to the drumskin, only two hits more!
Malembe, malembe, now!