Isabel Pantoja — Romance de Valentia song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Romance de Valentia" by Isabel Pantoja.
Lyrics
Era mu poco en la vía
Tan poco que nada era
Por no tene no tenía
Ni mare que lo quisiera
Era un triste afisionao
Que buscaba la ocasión
De dejar en un cerrao
Frente a un toro el corazón
Romance de valentía
Escrito con luna blanca
Y gracia de Andalucía
En campos de Salamanca
Embiste, toro bonito
Embiste, por caria…
Morir se me importa un pito
Pues nadie me iba a llora
Aquí no hay plaza, ni hombre
Ni traje tabaco y oro
Aquí no hay plaza, ni hombre
Que esta delante de un toro
En matarme no repare
Te concedo hasta el perdon…
Y como no tengo mare
La macarena me ampare
Si me cuelgas de un pitón
Todas las noches saltaba
Sin miedo la talanquera
Y a cara o cruz se jugaba
Al toro la vía entera
Quiza fuera colorao
Er bure que lo embistió
Y mordiendo su costao
Malherio lo dejo
Romance de valentía
Teñio con luna blanca
Y sangre de Andalucía
En campos de Salamanca
Adiós, plaza de Sevilla
Ya nunca me habrás de ve
Pisar tu arena amarilla
Con tanto que lo soñé
Adiós, capote de sea
Que fuiste mi compañero
Morir en esta pelea
Es cosa de buen torero
Ya vestío de alambres
No ha de verme la afision
Y como no tengo mare
La macarena me ampare
Y me de su bendición
Y allí quedo entre al fiera
Ninguno la vio cae
Nadie reso tan siquiera?
Ni un Padre Nuestro por el…
Por el ninguna serrana
Lloro de luto vestía…
Por el ninguna campana
Doblo amaneciendo el día
Pero en cambio entre asusena
Y entre velas enrisa
En San Gil, la macarena
Ay, si que lloraba de pena
Por la muerte der chava
Lyrics translation
It was very little in the way
So little that nothing was
By no tene had no
I don't even think I wanted it.
It was a sad affisionao
Looking for the occasion
Of leaving in a lockdown
In front of a bull the heart
Romance of courage
Written with white moon
And grace of Andalusia
In campos de Salamanca
Hit me, Pretty Bull.
Crash, by caria…
I don't give a shit about dying.
Well, no one was going to cry to me.
There's no place here, no man.
Nor did I bring tobacco and gold
There's no place here, no man.
That he's in front of a bull
In killing me I don't notice
I grant you even forgiveness…
And since I have no mare
The macarena protects me
If you hang me from a python
Every night I jumped
No fear the talanquera
And face or cross was played
To the bull the whole way
Maybe it was colorao.
Er bure who hit him
And biting his back
Malherio left him
Romance of courage
Dyed with white moon
And Andalusian blood
In campos de Salamanca
Goodbye, Plaza de Sevilla
You'll never see me again.
Step on your yellow sand
So much that I dreamed it
Goodbye, Cape of sea
That you were my partner
Die in this fight
It's a good bullfighter's thing.
Already dressed in wires
Don't let the affision see me.
And since I have no mare
The macarena protects me
And give me your blessing
And there I stand between the fiera
No one saw her fall.
Nobody even made it?
Not a father of ours for the…
By the No Mountain
Weeping in mourning dressed…
By the no bell
I bend at dawn
But instead between asusena
And between candles enrisa
In San Gil, La macarena
Oh, I was crying with grief.
For the death of chava