Manguara — Ole Con Ole song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ole Con Ole" by Manguara.
Lyrics
No hay piropo mas castizo
Con mas historia encerrá
Con mas historia encerrá
No hay piropo mas castizo
Con mas historia encerrá
Que un ole sin compromiso
Pa a una morena gustar
Bien plantao sobre el albero
Da dos lances un torero
Con un arte magistral
Y la gente dice ole
Porque no se pue aguantar
Estribillo:
Ooolé, olé con ole y olé
Él es el rey de la oración
Y aquí el que no diga olé
No tiene perdón de Dios
Cuando se escucha un buen cante
No se puede remediar
No se puede remediar
Cuando se escucha un buen cante
No se puede remediar
Que a aquel que derrocha arte
Le sale un ole al cantar
Y en los pies de una gitana
Bailando por sevillanas
Se escucha taconear
Y la gente dice ole
Porque no se pue aguantar
(Estribillo)
Entre perfumes de incienso
Y a la voz del capataz
Y a la voz del capataz
Entre perfumes de incienso
Y a la voz del capataz
Un ole rompe el silencio
De chicotá en chicotá
Y al murmullo del gentío
La saeta da un quejío
Rompiendo la madrugá
Y la gente dice ole
Porque no se pue aguantar
(Estribillo)
Al Rocío va llegando
La gente de mi Hermandad
La gente de mi Hermandad
Al Rocío va llegando
La gente de mi Hermandad
Y el ole se va escuchando
Hasta llegar a su altar
Entre vivas y emociones
Almonte salta la reja
El lunes de madrugá
Y la gente dice ole
Porque no se pue aguantar
(Estribillo)
Lyrics translation
There is no more castizo pyropo
With more history will lock
With more history will lock
There is no more castizo pyropo
With more history will lock
That an Ole without commitment
Pa a brunette like it
Well plantao on the tree
A bullfighter throws two throws
With a masterful art
And people say ole
Because he can't stand it
Chorus:
Ooolé, Ole with ole and Ole
He is the king of prayer
And here the one who does not say olé
He has no forgiveness from God
When a good song is heard
Can't be remedied
Can't be remedied
When a good song is heard
Can't be remedied
That to the one who squanders art
He gets an ole when he sings
And at the feet of a gypsy
Dancing for sevillanas
You can hear it stomping
And people say ole
Because he can't stand it
(Chorus)
Among incense perfumes
And The Voice of the foreman
And The Voice of the foreman
Among incense perfumes
And The Voice of the foreman
An ole breaks the silence
From lash to lash
And the murmur of the crowd
The arrow makes a complaint
Breaking the morning
And people say ole
Because he can't stand it
(Chorus)
The Dew is coming
The people of my Brotherhood
The people of my Brotherhood
The Dew is coming
The people of my Brotherhood
And the ole is playing
Until you reach your altar
Between vivas and emotions
Almonte jumps the fence
Monday morning
And people say ole
Because he can't stand it
(Chorus)