Ricardo Arjona — Vientre De Cuna song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Vientre De Cuna" by Ricardo Arjona.
Lyrics
Me gusta verte hablar de la cocina
con la seriedad que gorvachov aborda el tema
de la caida de su cortina.
Me gusta verte remendar mi pantalon
que hubiese ido a parar a la basura
si hubiese sido otra la situacion.
Me gusta verte sonreir cuando lo normal era lloarar.
me has gustado siempre y hoy me gustas mucho mas.
Porque sin aludir a la fortuna
aquella noche de luna tu vientre se hizo cuna.
trayendo el fruto de algo mutuo.
Y es que es tan sagrada tu labor,
que pariendo con dolor materializas el amor,
volviendo humano el sentimiento.
Me gusta verte en el supermercado
escoger los abarrotes
segun la economia nos haya tratado.
Me gusta ver tu abdomen de perfil
que viene a recordarme
que de una nueva vida seré yo el albañil.
Me gusta verte ese swing que has adoptado al caminar,
y es que me gustas toda, incluso verte estornudar.
Por que sin aludir a la fortuna
aquella noche de luna tu vientre se hizo cuna.
trayendo el fruto de algo mutuo.
Y es que es tan sagrada tu labor,
que pariendo con dolor materializas el amor,
volviendo humano el sentimiento.
Me gusta verte en el supermercado y tu swing al caminar
y tantas otras cosas, pero mas me gustaras,
cuando alguien te llame: mama´.
Lyrics translation
I like to see you talk about cooking.
with the seriousness that gorvachov addresses the issue
from the fall of his curtain.
I like to see you mending my pants
that it would have gone to the trash
if only the situation had been different.
I like to see you smile when it's normal to cry.
I've always liked you and today I like you a lot more.
Because without alluding to Fortune
that moonlit night your belly became cradle.
bringing the fruit of something mutual.
And it is that your work is so sacred,
that by giving birth with pain you materialize love,
making feeling human.
I like seeing you in the supermarket.
pick groceries
as the economy has treated us.
I like to see your profile abdomen
who comes to remind me
that from a new life I will be the bricklayer.
I like to see that swing you adopted while walking,
and I like everything, even watching you sneeze.
Why without alluding to Fortune
that moonlit night your belly became cradle.
bringing the fruit of something mutual.
And it is that your work is so sacred,
that by giving birth with pain you materialize love,
making feeling human.
I like seeing you in the supermarket and your swing when you walk
and so many other things, but more I like you,
when someone calls you: mom.