Manolo Garcia — Niña Candela song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Niña Candela" by Manolo Garcia.
Lyrics
Con un vestido de papelillo de filigrana, festoneado de farolillos de falsa
plata
Te vi bailando zorongo (punta, tacon), comiendo almendras
Con la mirada ausente, prendida de las estrellas
Que turba tu pas? que rompr tu armonia? que quiero alegrar tu noche con esta
simple fantasia
Niña candela, panal de abejas, que quiero velas de humo dulce que tenue se
dibuje en tus cejas
Volar contigo sobre las calles, monte carmelo, como herrerillos que nunca se
han de posar en el suelo
En esta noche de brisa suave de mayo amansa, la orquesta arranca sonar
fanfarria y alegre parla
Te veo bailando, candela. volando vas prendido el talle, con la mirada en llamas,
colgada del aspirante
Se alumbra tu faz, revive, lustra, enciende
El puede pirrar tu noche, que con cuidados la flor florece
Niña candela, frontil de avispas, que quiero velas de humo dulce que tenue
redibuje tus esquinas
Volar contigo sobre las calles, barrio carmelo, de abejarugos que nunca habran
de cesar en su vuelo
Lyrics translation
With a filigree paper dress, scalloped with fake lanterns
silver
I saw you dancing zorongo (toe, heel) , eating almonds
With the absent gaze, lit from the stars
What's wrong with you? that break your Harmony? that I want to brighten your night with this
simple fantasy
Candle girl, honeycomb of bees, I want sweet smoke candles that dim will
draw on your eyebrows
Fly with you on the streets, Mount Carmel, like herrerillos who never will
they must pose on the ground
On this night of gentle breeze of May dawn, the orchestra starts sonar
fanfare and cheerful talk
I see you dancing, candela. flying you're on the waist, looking on fire,
hanged from the aspirant
If it lights you do, revive, shine, light
He can turn your night away, that with care the flower blooms
Candle girl, Wasp forehead, I want sweet smoke candles that dim
redraw your corners
Fly with you on the streets, carmelo neighborhood, of bumblebees that will never be
of cesar on his flight