Tito Puente — Bemba Colora song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Bemba Colora" by Tito Puente.
Lyrics
En la llanura habanera
Entre madrugas y guines
En la llanura habanera
Entre madrugas y guines
Como lindos coma Guines
Canta la huerta habanera
Bemba Colorá'
Que buena está la bemba
Bemba Colorá'
Le gusta mucho una bemba
Bemba Colorá'
Córrela, córrela, córrela, córrela
Bemba Colorá'
Colorá, bemba, colorá
Bemba Colorá'
Colorá, colorá, colora
Bemba Corola'
Bemba eh, colorá
Bemba Colorá'
Esa es colorá
Bemba Colorá'
Bemba colorá'
Bemba Colorá
Colorá
Hace unos años salí
Colorá'
De mi tierrita adorada
Colorá'
Y todavía recuerdo
Colorá'
Sus calles y sus cañadas
Colorá'
Sus bohíos, yo adoraba
Colorá'
A las palmeras agarraba
Colorá'
Siempre, siempre iban techados
Colorá'
Con trozos de vieja yagua
Colorá'
Soy marinero con buen bahía
Colorá'
Soy marinero con buen bahía
Colorá'
Colorá, colorá
Colorá'
Yo tengo cuatro palomas
Colorá'
En una cuenca de loma
Colorá'
A todas les pongo agua
Colorá'
Todas beben su buchito
Colorá'
Ninguna se pone brava
Colorá'
Que buenas son mis palomas
Que buenas son
Colorá'
Que buenas son
Que buenas son
Colorá'
Ay, colorá, colorá
Colorá'
Colorá, colorá
Colorá'
Un pajarillo en su jaula
Colorá'
Vuela y vuela sin cesar
Colorá'
Y siempre buscando el mar
Colorá'
Si vio por donde escapar
Colorá'
Pobrecito, ay, como sufre
Colorá'
Buscando su libertad, y yo Colorá'
Yo como el pájaro quiero
Colorá'
Mi libertad recobrar
Colora'
Ven, ven, ven, ven
Colorá'
Ven, ven, ven, ven
Colorá'
Ven, ven, ven, ven
Colorá'
Colorá, colorá
De que color
Colorá'
De que color
Colorá'
De que color
colorá'
De que color'
Colorá'
De que color
Colorá'
Enterraron por la tarde
Colorá'
A la hija de Juan Simón
Colorá'
Era Simón en el pueblo
Colorá'
El único enterrador, colorá
Colorá'
El mismo a su propia hija
Y tu veras
Colorá'
Al cementerio la llevó
Colorá'
El mismo cavó la fosa
Colorá'
Implorando una oración
Colorá, en una mano
Colorá'
En una mano la pala
Colorá'
Y en la otra el azadón
Colorá'
Y cuando le preguntaban
Colorá'
De donde vienes Juan Simón
Colorá'
Y dijo yo, yo soy enterrador
Colorá'
Y vengo a Colorá'
Yo soy enterrador y vengo a Colorá'
A Jaime Serrada le baja el sudor
Colorá'
Le llego los
Colorá'
Les llego los
Colorá'
Súbelo
Colora'
Súbelo Pedro, súbelo, súbelo
Colorá'
Colorá
Colorá
Colorá'
Ay colora, ay colorao
Arriba
colorao'
Colorá'
Colorao'
Colorao'
Colorao
Lyrics translation
On the Havana plain
Between dawn and Guinea
On the Havana plain
Between dawn and Guinea
How cute eat Guines
Sing the huerta habanera
Bemba Colorá'
How good is the bemba
Bemba Colorá'
He really likes a bemba
Bemba Colorá'
Run it, run it, run it, run it
Bemba Colorá'
Color, bemba, color
Bemba Colorá'
Color, color, color
Bemba Corola'
Bemba Hey, colora
Bemba Colorá'
That's color.
Bemba Colorá'
Bemba colorá'
Bemba Colorá
Colora
A few years ago I went out
Colour'
From my beloved land
Colour'
And I still remember
Colour'
Its streets and its ravines
Colour'
His Bohemia, I worshiped
Colour'
To the palm trees he grabbed
Colour'
They were always, always covered.
Colour'
With pieces of old yagua
Colour'
I'm a sailor with a good Bay.
Colour'
I'm a sailor with a good Bay.
Colour'
Color, color
Colour'
I have four pigeons
Colour'
In a basin of loma
Colour'
I put water on all of them.
Colour'
They all drink their little bouquet
Colour'
None of them get mad.
Colour'
How good are my pigeons
How good they are
Colour'
How good they are
How good they are
Colour'
Oh, color, color
Colour'
Color, color
Colour'
A little bird in his cage
Colour'
Fly and fly without ceasing
Colour'
And always looking for the sea
Colour'
If he saw where to escape
Colour'
Poor thing, oh, how he suffers
Colour'
Looking for your freedom, and I'll color'
I like the bird I want
Colour'
My freedom recover
Colora'
Come, Come, Come, come
Colour'
Come, Come, Come, come
Colour'
Come, Come, Come, come
Colour'
Color, color
What color
Colour'
What color
Colour'
What color
colour'
What color'
Colour'
What color
Colour'
Buried in the afternoon
Colour'
To the daughter of Juan Simon
Colour'
It was Simon in the village
Colour'
The only Undertaker, colora
Colour'
The same to his own daughter
And you'll see
Colour'
He took her to the cemetery.
Colour'
He himself dug the pit
Colour'
Begging a prayer
Colora, in one hand
Colour'
In one hand the shovel
Colour'
And in the other the hoe
Colour'
And when they asked him
Colour'
Where you come from Juan Simon
Colour'
And I said, I'm a burrower
Colour'
And I come to Colora'
I'm a Undertaker and I come to Colora'
Jaime Serrada's sweat drops
Colour'
He got the
Colour'
They got the
Colour'
Bring it up
Colora'
Get It Up Peter, get it up, get it up
Colour'
Colora
Colora
Colour'
Ay colora, ay colorao
Up
colorao'
Colour'
Colorao'
Colorao'
Colorao