José Mercé — Tú Me Roneas song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tú Me Roneas" by José Mercé.
Lyrics
Mira si yo soy flamenco
Que el vinito que yo bebo
Zumo de mi lamento
Y és zumo de mi lamento
Que el vinito que yo bebo
Ahí és zumito de mi lamento
Ahí tú me baila descalcita
Porque te sale de adentro
Ahí yo me rompo la camisa
Porque me siento flamenco
Porque me siento flamenco
Tú me ronea, tú me ronea
Y porque pasa por mi casa y te asoma
Luego tú prima te aleja
Tú me ronea, tú me ronea
Y porque pasa por mi casa y te asoma
Luego tú prima te aleja
Y verdes son los prados
Done tú te pasea
Clara el agua donde te baña
Negra és mi condena
Por no tenerte en mi brazo
Pasea contigo niña
Y bañarme a tu vera
Ahí bañarme a tu vera
Ahí verdes son los prados
Donde tú te pasea prima
Matita de romero
Pongo en tu pelo un clave
Una matita y un sombrero
Ahí más gitano prima no lo ahí
En el mundo entero
Ahí sígueme muy despacito
Sígueme tú muy despacito
Por la senda del amor
Que si corre demasiado
Sentirá tus pies cansado
Y un dolor en el corazón
Un dolor en el corazón
Tú me roneas
Lyrics translation
See if I'm flamenco
That the wine I drink
Juice of my lament
And it's the juice of my lament
That the wine I drink
There's the juice of my lament
There you dance me barefoot
Because it comes out of you
There I break my shirt
Because I feel flamenco
Because I feel flamenco
You snore me, you snore me
And because he comes by my house and he looks out at you
Then your cousin drives you away
You snore me, you snore me
And because he comes by my house and he looks out at you
Then your cousin drives you away
And green are the Meadows
Do you walk
Clear the water where you bathe
Black is my condemnation
For not having you in my arm
Walk with you girl
And bathe your vera
There I bathe your vera
There are green meadows
Where you walk, cousin.
Rosemary pencil
I put a key in your hair
A pencil and a hat
There more gypsy cousin not there
Worldwide
There follow me very slowly
You follow me very slowly
On the path of love
That if it runs too much
Your feet will feel tired
And a pain in the heart
A pain in the heart
You snore at me