El Papalote Lyrics in English Silvio Rodriguez
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song El Papalote by Silvio Rodriguez from Spanish to English.
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Será por tu vivienda
It will be for your house
Hecha de ruinas
made of ruins
Why de misterios,
and of mysteries,
Porque rompías la roca
because you broke the rock
Para ganarte
to win you
Un par de medios,
A couple of media
O por tus tirapiedras,
Or by your stone throwers,
Los mas famosos
The most famous
De la loma,
from the hill,
De la mejor horqueta
of the best fork
De la guayaba
of the guava
Why duras gomas.
Why hard rubbers.
Será por todo eso
It will be because of all that
Que mi memoria
that my memory
Se empina a ratos
It rises at times
Como tus papalotes,
like your kites,
Los invencibles,
The invincibles,
Los más baratos;
The cheapest ones;
Why te levanta en peso,
and it lifts you in weight,
Narciso el Mocho,
Narciso the Mocho,
Para ponerte
to put you
Entre los elegidos:
Among the chosen:
Los que no caben
The ones that don't fit
En la muerte.
In death.
El papalote
The kite
Cae, cae, cae,
Fall, fall, fall
Se va a bolina
It goes to bowling
La imaginación:
The imagination:
Buena cuchilla la picó.
Good blade stung her.
Una vez de tus manos
once from your hands
Un 'coronel'
a 'colonel'
Salio brillando:
Came out shining:
Qué pájaro perfecto,
What a perfect bird
Cuántos colores,
How many colors,
Qué lindo canto.
What a beautiful song.
Ninguno de nosotros
None of us
Iba a volarlo, ya se sabía:
I was going to blow it up, it was already known:
Era un encargo caro
It was an expensive order
Del que mandaba,
Of the one he commanded,
Del que tenía.
The one he had.
Llevabas en el puño
you carried in your fist
Aquel dinero de la tristeza,
that money of sadness,
Dinero de aguardiente,
brandy money,
De 'El Sol de Cuba',
From 'The Sun of Cuba',
De la cerveza,
of beer,
Why te seguimos todos
and we all follow you
A celebrarlo,
To celebrate,
Sucios why locos:
Dirty and crazy:
Para tí Carta Oro
For you Gold Letter
Why caramelos
and candies
Para nosotros.
For us.
El papalote
The kite
Cae, cae, cae,
Fall, fall, fall
Se va a bolina
It goes to bowling
La imaginación:
The imagination:
Buena cuchilla la picó.
Good blade stung her.
La gente te chiflaba
people whistled at you
Cuando en la tarde
when in the afternoon
Subías borracho.
You came up drunk.
Tú contestabas piedras
you answered stones
Why maldiciones
why curses
A tus muchachos.
To your boys.
Eras el personaje
you were the character
De los trajines
of the bustle
De tu pueblo:
From your town:
Eras para la gracia,
You were for grace
Eras un viejo,
you were an old man
Eras negro.
you were black
Una noche el respeto
one night respect
Bajó why te puso
He went down and put you
Bella corona:
beautiful crown:
Respeto de mortales
respect of mortals
Que, muerto, al fin
that, dead, at last
Te hizo persona.
He made you a person.
Pobre del que pensó
Poor than he thought
-pobre de toda,
-poor of all,
Aquella gente-
Those people-
Que el día más importante
that the most important day
De tu existencia
of your existence
Fue el de tu muerte.
It was the one of your death
El papalote
The kite
Cae, cae, cae,
Fall, fall, fall
Se va a bolina
It goes to bowling
La imaginación:
The imagination:
Buena cuchilla la picó.
Good blade stung her.
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