Chana - Rubén Blades

Triste fue el momento

Que envolvió a la tarde

No hubo guaguancó

Guardó silencio el fogón de la esquina

Cuatro velas alumbraron al cajón

Y los rostros expresaron sentimiento

Dolorosa la intención

Te nos fuiste vieja Chana

Y el misterio aquel ha regresado

Igual que aquellas palomas

Que volaron y se fueron

Y que sin saber porqué lloraron

Y que sin saber porqué lloraron

Triste fue el momento

Que envolvió a la tarde

No hubo guaguancó

No hubo guaguancó

Aquellas aves que volaron que me cuenten donde fueron

Aquellas aves que volaron que me cuenten donde fueron

Hasta que altura llegaron y si al ver llover sonrieron

Cheche que me digan donde, vei Che que me donde y lo que vieron

Que lugares, que lugares, que lugares visitaron y si algo pa‚ mí trajeron

Ay que nos cuenten en confianza, que nos digan que aprendieron

Si desde la cima del mundo cuantas cosas buenas vieron

Aquellas aves que volaron que me cuenten donde fueron

Qué hasta que altura llegaron y si al ver llover sonrieron

Que me digan donde, Cheche, que me digan donde campanero

Qué lugares visitaron y hasta que altura subieron

Que me digan de una vez que es lo que pa‚ mi trajeron

Mi canción va pa‚ tí Chana, guaguancó bien callejero

Si por mí les preguntaron y lo que ellas respondieron

Si de mí se recordaron y de mí algo sintieron

Aquellas aves que volaron que me cuenten donde fueron

Aquellas aves, esas aves, esas aves que volaron en bandadas que me digan dónde

fueron

Qué lugares visitaron y si algo pa‚ mi trajeron

Que me digan si desde la cima del mundo se ven las cosas buenas, caballero

Si llevaron mi mensaje y digan qué respondieron

Si de mí se recordaron y si algo pa‚ mí trajeron

sad was the time

that enveloped the afternoon

there was no guaguancó

The stove in the corner was silent

Four candles lit the drawer

And the faces expressed feeling

Painful the intention

You left us old Chana

And that mystery has returned

Just like those pigeons

that flew and left

And without knowing why they cried

And without knowing why they cried

sad was the time

that enveloped the afternoon

there was no guaguancó

there was no guaguancó

Those birds that flew tell me where they went

Those birds that flew tell me where they went

Up to what height did they reach and if when they saw it rain they smiled

Cheche tell me where, I see Che tell me where and what they saw

What places, what places, what places did they visit and if they brought something for me

Oh, tell us in confidence, tell us what they learned

If from the top of the world how many good things they saw

Those birds that flew tell me where they went

What height did they reach and if when they saw it rain they smiled

Tell me where, Cheche, tell me where the bell ringer

What places did they visit and how high did they climb?

Tell me once and for all what they brought for me

My song goes to you Chana, guaguancó very street

If they were asked about me and what they answered

If they remembered me and felt something about me

Those birds that flew tell me where they went

Those birds, those birds, those birds that flew in flocks tell me where

were

What places did they visit and if they brought something for me

Tell me if you can see good things from the top of the world, gentleman

If they took my message and say what they answered

If they remembered me and if they brought something for me