‘‘ Se Pierde En Esta Vida’’

CHORUS: We, the main singers, want to invite you to listen to us with Celeste Mendoza, listen to the güiro, hear the mambo, and you'll see. VOICE 1: I longed to see you close, and I came to find you. I know well that I lost the game, and I know well that you humiliated my love, but I longed to see you close, and I came to beg you. Today, in this life, the one who is most needed is lost, and even the tallest towers are turned to dust. Through an unforeseen cause, evil triumphs over good; a beautiful fortune is lost, a valuable estate, but that I lose your love, nothing comes of it. A fisherman loses his hook in a fishing trip, and even the best marksman loses his aim. The greatest capital is lost from a piggy bank; a loyal mother loses a son with great sorrow, but that I lose your love, nothing comes of it. Cuba, my homeland, lost the mines of Potosí; we lost José Martí, who was our guarantee. We lost Calixto García, who was our general, Maceo, the immortal, died at the hands of a traitor, so that I lose your love, nothing will come of it. Columbus lost his ship, a victim of an earthquake, the pilot being so good, his vessel was lost. A foreman lost his position on the farm, he lost his beautiful sugar mill, all full of splendor, so that I lose your love, nothing will come of it. And go away, I don't want anything to do with you, and go away, I don't want anything to do with you, CHORUS: Go away, I don't want anything to do with you. VOICE 1: But look, bandit, I don't want anything to do with you. CHORUS: Go away, I don't want anything to do with you. VOICE 1: I've already told you five times, I don't want anything to do with you. CHORUS: Go away, I don't want anything to do with you. VOICE 1: I don't want anything to do with you, I don't want anything to do with you. CHORUS: Go away, I don't want anything to do with you.

CORO: Los principales queremos invitarles a escucharnos
con Celeste Mendoza
escucha el güiro
oye el mambo y tú verás.

VOZ 1: Tuve ganas
de verte muy cerca
y te vine a buscar.
Yo sé bien que perdí la partida
y sé bien que humillaste mi amor,
pero tuve ganas de verte muy cerca
y te vine a rogar.

Hoy se pierde en esta vida
el ser que más hace falta,
y hasta las torres más altas
en polvo son convertidas.

Por causa inadvertida
triunfa contra el bien el mal,
se pierde un hermoso caudal,
la hacienda de gran valor,
pues que yo pierda tu amor,
nada viene a resultar.

Se pierde de una pesquería
el anzuelo a un pescador,
y hasta el mejor tirador
se le va la puntería.
Se pierde de una alcancía
el más grande capital,
pierde una madre leal
un hijo con gran dolor,
pues que yo pierda tu amor
nada viene a resultar.

Perdió Cuba, patria mía,
las minas de Potosí,
perdimos a José Martí
que era nuestra garantía.
Perdimos a Calixto García
que era nuestro general,
a Maceo, el inmortal,
murió en manos de un traidor
pues que yo pierda tu amor
nada viene a resultar.

Perdió su barco Colón,
víctima de un terremoto,
siendo tan bueno el piloto
se perdió su embarcación.
Perdió su colocación
en la finca un mayoral,
perdió su hermoso central,
todo lleno de esplendor
pues que yo pierda tu amor
nada viene a resultar.

Y échate para allá
contigo no quiero nada,
Y échate para allá
contigo no quiero nada,
CORO: Échate para allá
contigo no quiero nada.

VOZ 1: Pero mira, bandolero,
contigo no quiero nada.

CORO: Échate para allá
contigo no quiero nada.

VOZ 1: Ya te he dicho cinco veces
contigo no quiero nada.

CORO: Échate para allá
contigo no quiero nada.

VOZ 1: Contigo no quiero nada,
contigo no quiero nada.

CORO: Échate para allá
contigo no quiero nada.