Cri-Cri — El Jicote Aguamielero song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Jicote Aguamielero" by Cri-Cri.
Lyrics
La reina de las abejas
Estaba en el panal
Y le dijeron regia majestad:
Alguien le quiere hablar
Cortado entró el Jicote
Humilde de condición
Pero ilusionado de pedir
Pedirle su corazón
Parece, parece que no sabe
No sabe con quien habla
Igualado bigotón
¡Soy la reina, la reina por bonita!
Y un jicote aguamielero
No cuadra con mi amor
Silencio quedó el Jicote
Con tanta humillación
A la orgullosa reina del panal
Así le contestó:
Leí que éramos iguales
Asegún la Constitución
La sociedad sin clases la creí
Pero ya vió que no
Y el Jicote Aguamielero
Con bigotes de aguacero
Rezumbando regresó a su maguey;
Sin rubores en la frente
Porque ultimadamente
A la sombra de las pencas es el Rey
La reina de las abejas
Estaba libando miel
Y una de sus obreras le gritó:
Ahí está de nuevo aquel
Mandando cerrar la puerta
La reina se le negó
Porque su afán es que se ha de casar
Con un emperador
Parece, parece que no sabe
No sabe con quien trata
Ese prieto barrigón
¡Soy la reina, la reina por bonita!
Y un jicote aguamielero
No cuadra con mi amor
Fruncido quedó el Jicote
Arqueandose de dolor
Y en su pesar cantando el infeliz
Así se despidió:
Adiós reinecita hermosa, ¡ay!, que me trató tan mal
Pero asegún las leyes del país
Aquí todos son igual
Y el Jicote Aguamielero
Con bigotes de aguacero
Rezumbando regresó a su maguey;
Sin rubores en la frente
Porque ultimadamente
A la sombra de las pencas es el Rey
Lyrics translation
The Queen of bees
I was in the honeycomb.
And they told him regia Majesty:
Someone wants to talk to you.
Cut in the Jicote
Humble of condition
But excited to ask
Ask her for her heart
It seems, it seems you don't know
He doesn't know who he's talking to.
Equalized moustache
I'm the Queen, The Queen for pretty!
And a jicote Mead
It doesn't fit with my love
Silence remained the Jicote
With so much humiliation
To the proud queen of the honeycomb
So he replied:
I read that we were the same
Secure the Constitution
Classless society I believed
But you've seen it's not
And the jellyfish Jicote
With moustaches of downpour
Sobbing returned to his maguey;
No blushes on the forehead
Because lately
In the shadow of the penches is the King
The Queen of bees
I was releasing honey
And one of his workers yelled at him:
There's that one again.
Having the door shut
The Queen refused
Because her desire is that she is to be married
With an emperor
It seems, it seems you don't know
He doesn't know who he's dealing with.
That prieto bellybutton
I'm the Queen, The Queen for pretty!
And a jicote Mead
It doesn't fit with my love
The Jicote was frowned upon
Arching with pain
And in his grief singing the unhappy
So he said goodbye:
Good-bye, beautiful little reinecita, Oh!, that he treated me so badly
But secure the laws of the country
Everyone here is the same
And the jellyfish Jicote
With moustaches of downpour
Sobbing returned to his maguey;
No blushes on the forehead
Because lately
In the shadow of the penches is the King