Chavela Vargas — Macorina song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Macorina" by Chavela Vargas.
Lyrics
Veinte años y entre palmeras
Los cuerpos como banderas
Noche huateque y danzon
La orquesta tocaba un son
De selva ardiente y caprina
Del cielo un gran frenesi y
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Tus senos carne de anón
Tu boca una bendición
De guanabana madura
Y era tu fina cintura
La misma de aquel danzón
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Tu pelo jibaro y fiero
Una manigua cubana para mi amor guerrillero
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Tus pies dejaban la estera
Y se escapaba tu saya
Buscando la guardarraya
Que al ver tu talle tan fino
Las cañas azucareras
Se echaban por el camino
Para que tú las molieras
Como si fueses molino
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
La luna es un tiburon
Que va tragando anilina
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Después el amanecer
Que de mis brazos te lleva
Y yo sin saber qué hacer
De aquel olor a mujer
A mango y a caña nueva
Con que me llevaste al son
Caliente de aquel danzón
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Ponme la mano aquí Macorina
Ponme la mano aquí
Lyrics translation
Twenty years and among palm trees
Bodies like flags
Night huateque and danzon
The orchestra played a son
Of burning jungle and goat
From the sky a great frenzy and
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
Your breasts flesh of Anon
Your mouth a blessing
Of mature guanabana
And it was your thin waist
The same one from that dance
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
Your JIBAR and fierce hair
A Cuban manigua for my guerrilla love
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
Your feet left the mat
And your saya was running away
Looking for the guard
That seeing your waist so thin
Sugar cane
They lay down the road
For you to grind them
Like you're a mill.
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
The moon is a shark
Who swallows aniline
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
After dawn
That out of my arms takes you
And I didn't know what to do
That smell of a woman
To mango and new cane
That you took me to son
Hot of that dance
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.
Put your hand here Macorina
Put your hand here.