Ecos del Rocio — Las Dos Madres song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Las Dos Madres" by Ecos del Rocio.
Lyrics
Con la manga de mi camisa seco el sudor de mi frente
Seco el sudor de mi frente
Y sacudo las alpargatas de las arenas calientes
Y a cualquiera le dejo la manta pa que se tape o se acueste
Y como buen rociero a mi me gusta traerme a uno que no ha venido,
para que a la vuelta me cuente lo que sintio en el Rocio
(Estribillo)
Todo el mundo tiene una madre y yo sin embargo dos
Padre que suerte tenio una la que me pario y la virgen del Rocio
A mi padre que me traia yo le estoy agradecio
Yo le estoy agradecio
Si no es por el lo sintiera este lindo escalofrio que me entra estando a tu
vera cuando te miro Rocio
Si por mi padre no fuera y no me huviera traido, tendria la mala suerte de que
llegara el rocio
Y yo no viniera a verte
(Estribillo)
Mi madre tiene la culpa de que yo sea Rociero
De que yo sea Rociero
Porque ella me trajo a tu vera estando recien nacio
Y te dijo al pie de las rejas aqui lo tienes Rocio
Reza por ellas Rocio pa mi las dos son iguales a las dos lo mismo quiero,
a ella por ser mi madre y a ti por ser Rociero
(Estribillo)
Que pena me da del hombre que no nacio Rociero
Que no nacio Rociero
Y no ha tenido la suerte de llevarte en el sombrero
Ni adorarte y quererte Rocio como te quiero
Mi madre no tiene celos y tu eres su esperanza te tiene tanto cariño,
mi madre tiene en mi casa una cuna pa tu niño
(Estribillo)
Lyrics translation
With the sleeve of my shirt dry the sweat from my forehead
Dry the sweat from my forehead
And I shake the espadrilles from the hot sands
And to anyone I leave the blanket to cover or lie down
And as a good sprinkler I like to bring one who hasn't come,
so that on the way back he would tell me what he felt in the spray
(Chorus)
Everyone has a mother and I however two
Father that Luck had one I gave birth to and the Virgin of the Rocio
To my father who brought me I am grateful
I'm grateful.
If it's not for him I feel this cute chill that comes into me being your
see when I look at you spray
If it wasn't for my father and he didn't bring me, I'd be unlucky that
the spray will come
And I wouldn't come to see you
(Chorus)
It's my mother's fault I'm a sprinkler.
That I'm a sprinkler
Because she brought me your vera when she was just born.
And he told you at the bottom of the bars here you have it spray
Pray for them Rocio pa My both are equal to both the same I want,
to her for being my mother and to you for being a sprinkler
(Chorus)
What a pity it gives me of the man who was not born Rociero
That no Rociero was born
And he hasn't been lucky enough to wear you in the hat
Nor worship you and love you spray as I love you
My mother is not jealous and you are her hope she loves you so much,
my mother has in my house a crib for your child
(Chorus)