Canelita — Piel Canela song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Piel Canela" by Canelita.
Lyrics
Soy un bohemio aventurero
Que va de aquí para allá
Y vuela a los cuatro vientos
Voy sin rumbo y sin destino
Buscando nuevos caminos
Y nadie me detendrá
Mientras me quede una pluma
No voy a dejar de volar
No quiere alcanzar la luna
Ni las estrellas, ni las estrellas
Prima con tus manos
La vida te va a enseñar
Y a caminar con cuidao'
Y el día menos pensao'
Ay yo te voy a ajustar las cuentas
Gitana no te reveles
Que te canto las cuarenta
Que conmigo no te vale
Corre coge la puerta
Y vete con tu mare
Escucha bien, gitana, prima lo que te digo
Cuando estés cansa', mu' jartita de andar
Tu querrás tener aquello que perdiste
Pero ya será tarde, primita para empezar
Me ha enseñao la experiencia
Me ha ense-ñao. la experiencia
Y a sufrir to' los desengañitos
Ay a llevar la vida, con paciencia
Yo he vivío enamorao
Porque me dio su cariño
Yo he vivío enamorao
Porque me dio su cariño
Si no la tengo a mi lao
Si no la tengo a mi lao
Yo lloro como los niños
Tu piel canela y tu pelo negro
Y es tu semblante tan canastero
Cuando me miran tus ojos
Me calan hasta los huesos. BIS X4
Lyrics translation
I'm a bohemian adventurer
That goes from here to there
And fly to the Four Winds
I'm going aimless and aimless
Looking for new paths
And no one will stop me
As long as I have a pen left
I won't stop flying
Does not want to reach the moon
Neither the stars nor the stars
Premium with your hands
Life will teach you
And walk with care
And the day less thought'
Oh, I'll settle the scores.
Gypsy do not reveal yourself
That I sing to you forty
You're not good with me.
Run take the door
And go with your mare
Listen carefully, Gypsy, press what I say
When you're tired, mu ' jartita to walk
You'll want to have what you lost
But it'll be late, primita to start
He has taught me the experience
He taught me. experience
And to suffer to ' the disappointments
Woe to lead life, with patience
I've lived in love.
Because he gave me his affection
I've lived in love.
Because he gave me his affection
If I don't have my lao
If I don't have my lao
I cry like children
Your tan skin and your black hair
And it's your countenance so basket
When your eyes look at me
They're down to my bones. BIS X4