Jaime Roos — Colombina song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Colombina" by Jaime Roos.
Lyrics
En el tumulto de los húsares de Momo
Encandilado por las luces de otro barrio
Aquel murguista saludandocon su gorro
Se despedía como siempre del tablado
Entre la nube de pintados chiquilines
Vio la sonrisa que enviaba una princesa
Entre los rostros de mezclados colorines
Dudó si era para él la gentileza
Y por si acaso dedicó una reverencia
A la muchacha que en la noche se quedaba
En el momento de partir la bañadera
Volando un beso se posaba en su ventana
Y paso a paso la ansiedad lo malhería
Quedaba poco del noctueno itinerario
Uno tras otro los cuplés se sucedían
Se retiraban del último escenario
Tiró el disfraz en el respaldo del asiento
Borró los restos de pintura con su mano
Volando un tacho lo llevaba contra el viento
La vio justito a la salida del tablado
«Cómo te va», dijo el murguista a la muchacha
Que lo cortó con su mirada indiferente
Le dijo «Bien» y lo dejó como si nada
Nuevamente …
La princesa …
Se perdía entre la gente
Que no se apague nunca el eco de los bombos
Que no se lleven los muñecos del tablado
Quiero vivir en el reinado del Dios Momo
Quiero ser húsar de su ejército endiablado
Que no se apaguen las bombitas amarillas
Que no se vaya nunca más la retirada
Quiero cantarle una canción a Colombina
Quiero llevarme su sonrisa dibujada
Lyrics translation
In the tumult of the Hussars of Momo
Lit by the lights of another neighborhood
That murguist waving his hat
He said goodbye as always to the plank
Among the cloud of painted children
He saw the smile sent by a princess
Between the faces of mixed colorines
He doubted whether it was for him the kindness
And just in case he dedicated a bow
To the girl who stayed in the night
At the time of splitting the tub
Flying a kiss landed on her window
And step by step anxiety would hurt him
There was little left of the noctueno itinerary
One after another the couplets would follow each other
They were retiring from the last scenario
Threw the costume on the back of the seat
He erased the remains of paint with his hand
Flying a tacho carried it against the wind
He saw it right out of the board
"How are you doing," said the murguist to the girl
Who cut him with his indifferent look
He said "Fine" and left it as if nothing
Again …
Princess …
He got lost among the people
Never turn off the echo of the drums
Do not take the dolls from the plank
I want to live in the reign of the God Momo
I want to be the Husar of his army endive
Don't turn off the yellow lightbulbs.
Never leave the retreat again
I want to sing a song to Colombina
I want to take away his drawn smile