Ay Pena, Penita, Pena - Marlango, La Santa Cecilia
- Year of release: 2021
- Language: Spanish
- Duration: 4:52
Below is the lyrics of the song Ay Pena, Penita, Pena , artist - Marlango, La Santa Cecilia with translation
Lyrics " Ay Pena, Penita, Pena "
Original text with translation
Ay Pena, Penita, Pena
Marlango, La Santa Cecilia
Оригинальный текст
Si en el firmamento poder yo tuviera
Esta noche negra lo mismo que un pozo
Con un cuchillito de luna, lunera
Si en el firmamento poder yo tuviera
Esta noche negra lo mismo que un pozo
Con un cuchillito de luna, lunera
Cortaría los hierros de tu calabozo
Si yo fuera reina de la luz del día
Del viento y del mar
Cordeles de esclava yo me ceñiría
Por tu libertad
¡Ay, pena, penita, pena!
Pena de mi corazón
Que me corre por las venas
Con la fuerza de un ciclón
Es lo mismo que un nublado
De tiniebla y pedernal
Es un potro desbocado
Que no sabe dónde va
Es un desierto de arena
Es mi gloria en un penal
¡Ay, pena, ay, pena!
Yo no quiero flores, dinero ni palmas
Quiero que me dejen llorar tus pesares
Y estar a tu vera, cariño del alma
Bebiéndome el llanto de tus soleares
Me duelen los ojos de mirar sin verte
Reniego de mí
Que tienen la culpa de tu mala suerte
Mil rosas de abril
¡Ay, pena, penita, pena!
Pena de mi corazón
Que me corre por las venas
Con la fuerza de un ciclón
Es lo mismo que un nublado
De tiniebla y pedernal
Es un potro desbocado
Que no sabe dónde va
Es un desierto de arena
Es mi gloria en un penal
¡Ay, pena, ay, pena!
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If in the firmament I could have
This black night the same as a well
With a little moon knife, lunera
If in the firmament I could have
This black night the same as a well
With a little moon knife, lunera
I would cut the irons of your dungeon
If I were queen of daylight
Of the wind and the sea
Slave cords I would gird myself
for your freedom
Oh, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow!
pity of my heart
that runs through my veins
With the force of a cyclone
It is the same as a cloudy
Of darkness and flint
He is a runaway colt
who doesn't know where he's going
It is a desert of sand
It's my glory in a penalty
Oh pity, oh pity!
I don't want flowers, money or palms
I want you to let me cry your sorrows
And be by your side, darling of the soul
Drinking the tears of your soleares
My eyes hurt from looking without seeing you
I deny myself
Who are to blame for your bad luck
thousand roses of april
Oh, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow!
pity of my heart
that runs through my veins
With the force of a cyclone
It is the same as a cloudy
Of darkness and flint
He is a runaway colt
who doesn't know where he's going
It is a desert of sand
It's my glory in a penalty
Oh pity, oh pity!
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