Javier Solis — Lamento Borincano song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Lamento Borincano" by Javier Solis.
Lyrics
Pasa loco de contento con su cargamento
Para la ciudad, para la cuidad
Lleva en su pensamiento todo un mundo
Lleno de felicidad, de felicidad
Piensa remediar la situacion
del hogar que es toda su ilusion si Y alegre, el jibarito va pensando asi
Diciendo asi, cantando asi por el camino:
«Si yo vendo la carga, mi Dios querido,
un traje a mi viejita voy a comprar»
Y alegre, tambien su llegua va al presentir que su cantar
Es todo un himno de alegria
En eso lo sorprende la luz del dia
Al llegar al mercado de la ciudad
Pasa la manana entera sin que nadie quiera
su carga comprar, ay, su carga comprar
Todo, todo esta desierto, y el pueblo esta lleno
de necesidad, ay, de necesidad
Se oyen los lamentos por doquier
de su desdichada Borinquen
Y triste, el jibarito va pensando asi
Diciendo asi, llorando asi por el camino
«Que sera de Borinquen mi Dios querido.
Que sera de mis hijos y de mi hogar»
Borinquen, la tierra del Eden
La que al cantar, el gran Gautier
Llamo la «Perla de los Mares»
Ahora que tu te encuentras con tus pesares
Dejame que te cante yo tambien, yo tambien
Lyrics translation
He goes crazy happy with his shipment.
For the city, for the city
He has a whole world in his mind
Full of happiness, of happiness
Plan to remedy the situation
of the home that is all his illusion if and cheerful, the jibarito is thinking like this
Saying so, singing so along the way:
"If I sell the cargo, my dear God,
a suit to my old lady I'll buy»
And cheerful, his arrival also goes to the sense that his singing
It's all a hymn of joy
In that he is surprised by the light of day
When you reach the city market
Spend the whole morning without anyone wanting to
your load buy, ay, your load buy
Everything, everything is deserted, and the people are full
of necessity, alas, of necessity
You hear whining everywhere
of his unfortunate Borinquen
And sad, the jibarito is thinking like this
Saying so, crying like this along the way
"May Borinquen Be My Dear God.
That will belong to my children and my home»
Borinquen, the Land of Eden
That when singing, The Great Gautier
I call the "Pearl of the Seas»
Now that you find yourself with your sorrows
Let me sing to you too, Me Too