Voló - Willie Colón

Llegó

Llegó

Una pobre campesina

Desde Nueva York

Y se creyó

Que la vida era igual que en su país

Y sucedió

Que un tipito de los muchos que hay aquí

A la pobre campesina conquistó

Y la tiene abandonada sin hogar y sin honor

Y dicen

Sus amigas

(Voló)

(Voló)

Pero nadie sabe su problema

Nadie la creyó

(Voló)

Porque ella creyó encontrar (voló)

Amor entre sus hermanos (voló)

Y nadie le dió la mano (voló)

(Voló)

(Voló)

Y ya de tanto sufrir (voló)

Su vida tan pesarosa (voló)

Se ha vuelto una viciosa (voló)

(Voló)

Sin casa donde vivir (voló)

Ni amigos en las barriadas (voló)

Se encuentra desesperada (voló)

(Voló)

(Voló)

Hoy se ve la campesina (voló)

Por toda la avenida (voló)

Llorosa y arrepentida (voló)

(Voló) Llego desde nueva york (voló)

Contenta y llena de alegría (voló)

Y todo le resulto (voló)

Una triste pesadilla

Ay pobresita (voló) sin casa donde vivir (voló)

Ni amigos en la barriada (voló)

Se encuentra desesperada (Voló)

Mi pobre campesina (voló)

Y se enamoró, sí, se enamoro (voló)

Del tipito de la boina (voló)

Y se le desaparecio (voló)

Se fugó para California (voló)

Y dicen las malas lenguas (voló)

Que una criatura esperaba (voló)

Y nadie la ayudaba (voló)

Un plan de Radio Bemba (voló)

Quien la ve por la avenida (voló)

Se ha vuelto una viciosa (voló)

Ay, que vida pesarosa (voló)

Llorosa y arrepentida

(Voló)

Ayer tarde las campanas (voló)

Sonaban con triste acento (voló)

Estaban tocando a muerto (voló)

(Voló)

(Voló)

Queriendo saber quién era

(Voló)

Fue corriendo a la cita

(Voló)

Y vi que la campesinita (voló)

I arrive

I arrive

a poor peasant

From New York

and it was believed

That life was the same as in his country

And it happened

That a little guy of the many that are here

He conquered the poor peasant

And she has her abandoned homeless and without honor

And they say

Her friends

(Flew)

(Flew)

But no one knows your problem

no one believed her

(Flew)

Because she thought she found (flew)

Love between her brothers (flew)

And no one shook hands with her (she flew)

(Flew)

(Flew)

And already from so much suffering (flew)

His life of her so sorry for her (flew)

She has become a vicious (flew)

(Flew)

Without a house to live (flew)

Nor friends in the slums (flew)

She is desperate (flew)

(Flew)

(Flew)

Today the peasant woman is seen (flew)

All over the avenue (flew)

Tearful and regretful (flew)

(flew) I came from new york (flew)

Happy and full of joy (flew)

And everything turned out (it flew)

a sad nightmare

Oh poor thing (flew) without a house to live (flew)

Nor friends in the neighborhood (flew)

She is desperate (She flew)

My poor peasant girl (flew)

And she fell in love, yes she fell in love (flew)

Of the little guy in the beret (flew)

And she disappeared (flew)

She ran away to California (flew)

And the gossips say (flew)

That a creature waited (flew)

And no one helped her (flew)

A Radio Bemba plan (flew)

Who sees her down the avenue (flew)

She has become a vicious (flew)

Oh, what a sorrowful life (flew)

Tearful and regretful

(Flew)

Yesterday afternoon the bells (flew)

They sounded with a sad accent (flew)

They were knocking dead (flew)

(Flew)

(Flew)

wanting to know who he was

(Flew)

She ran to the appointment

(Flew)

And I saw that the peasant girl (flew)