Carlos Vives — La Maravilla song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Maravilla" by Carlos Vives.
Lyrics
Estudia, trabaja
busca una salida
me tiene comprado
su vida sencilla
le apuesta a la gente
no piensa en dinero
igual presidente
igual pordiosero.
Escucha una banda
que toca en la orilla
cantando boleros
con Celia su amiga
lleva unos bluyines
caderas cadas
y tiene un ombligo
que es la maravilla
Ella
La duea de mis amores
la de los ojos marrones
que no me quiere mirar.
Ella
que no sabe de razones
la reina de corazones
que todos quieren amar.
Ella
que sabe
que es la ms bella
que ha vivido
en una estrella
y que no la puedo
alcanzar.
Muy poco la he visto
me tiene olvidado
y en el transmilenio
va de arriba a abajo
y el fin de semana
le da al ejercicio
no le gusta el cuento
no le gusta el vicio.
Escucha una banda
que toca en la orilla
cantando boleros
con Celia su amiga
lleva unos bluyines
caderas cadas
y tiene un ombligo
que es la maravilla.
Te pido muy poco
tan solo dulzura
la cruz es pesada
y la calle est dura
y si el matrimonio
te llama a su villa
busca una muchacha
alegre y sencilla
que te quiera mucho
tu propia costilla
que escucha
una banda?
Lyrics translation
Study, work
find a way out
he has bought me
your simple life
he's betting on people.
don't think about money
same president
same pauper.
Listen to a band
that touches the shore
singing boleros
with Celia her friend
he's wearing bluyines.
dropped hips
and he's got a navel.
that's the wonder
She
The pain of my love
the one with the brown eyes
he won't look at me.
She
who does not know of reasons
the Queen of hearts
that everyone wants to love.
She
who knows
which is the most beautiful
who has lived
on a star
and that I can't
reach.
I've seen very little of her
you've forgotten me.
and in the transmilenium
it goes from top to bottom
and the weekend
gives you exercise
he doesn't like the story.
he doesn't like Vice.
Listen to a band
that touches the shore
singing boleros
with Celia her friend
he's wearing bluyines.
dropped hips
and he's got a navel.
which is the wonder.
I ask very little of you
just sweetness
the Cross is heavy
and the street is hard
and if marriage
he calls you to his villa
find a girl
cheerful and simple
that I love you very much
your own rib
listening
a gang?