"Cantando una Pena", singing in sorrows: Afro-Caribbean song with a carnival atmosphere. Sexy and moving ballad. and rather sad.
My soul sings and cries with sorrows,
That does not leave me,
I go by spreading the pain and erasing the prints,
your back, your womb,
your eyes, your hair,
...
My soul goes singing, crying a pain that does not go away from me. I go watering the pain and expelling this mark that you left me when you left. I go singing, my hands, your back, your belly, your eyes, your hair, your anise mouth, I go watering the pain and expelling this pain that does not let me live. Oh!, to live. Your body goes singing and sleeplessness assaults me, my heart stops. And it makes my skin sweat that lights up with longings, little piece of cotton. I go singing, my hands, your back, your belly, your eyes, your hair, your anise mouth, I go watering the pain and expelling this pain that does not let me live. Hey!, to live. My body wants to have you, my heart attacks you, because of your departure my life continues adrift. Your calm eyes go by, disguising my life, love, I dream of you asleep, I want to continue asleep. My eyes, like stars, seek your strange gaze, I die because I love you, I spend my time singing a sorrow. That you no longer love me. Hey, I can't see you. My soul despairs because I want to have you. Look, treacherous, I want to drink your eyes. I won't let you hurt me with the touch of your skin. Hey, how treacherous. Look, I can't see you. My soul despairs because I want to have you, have, have, have, have, treacherous, look, treacherous, I can't see you. My soul no longer waits for your heart of tinsel. Hey, how treacherous, look, I can't see you. Subtle despair. Damn you!
Anda mi alma, cantando, llorando una pena
que no se aleja de mí.
Paso regando el dolor y expulsando esta huella
que me dejaste al partir.
Paso cantando, mis manos, tu espalda, tu vientre,
tus ojos, tu pelo, tu boca de anís,
paso regando el dolor y expulsando esta pena
que no me deja vivir. ¡Ay!, vivir.
Anda tu cuerpo cantando y me asalta el desvelo,
se me para el corazón.
Y hace sudar a mi piel que se enciende en anhelos,
pedacito de algodón.
Paso cantando, mis manos, tu espalda, tu vientre,
tus ojos, tu pelo, tu boca de anís,
paso regando el dolor y expulsando esta pena
que no me deja vivir. ¡Oye!, vivir.
Mi cuerpo quiere tenerte, mi corazón te acomete,
por culpa de tu partida mi vida sigue al garete.
Pasan tus ojos tranquilos, disfrazándome el vivir,
amor, te sueño dormido, dormido quiero seguir.
Mis ojos como luceros buscan tu mirada ajena,
me muero porque te quiero, paso cantando una pena.
Que ya no me quieras.
Oye, no te puedo ver.
Mi alma desespera porque te quiero tener.
Que mira, traicionera, tus ojos quiero beber.
No dejaré que me hieras con el roce de tu piel.
Oye, que traicionera. Mira no te puedo ver.
Mi alma desespera porque te quiero tener, tener, tener, tener, tener,
traicionera, mira, traicionera, no te puedo ver.
Mi alma ya no espera tu corazón de oropel.
Oye que traicionera, mira no te puedo ver.
Sutil desespera.
¡Maldita!