More songs by Gio Evan
Description
Lyricist: Gio Evan
Producer: Tommaso Sgarbi
Composer: Gio Evan
Composer: Tommaso Sgarbi
Lyrics and translation
Original
¡Vamos, brother! Eso. . .
Soy el niño de la calle, soy hijo de los bosques que quedan.
Dulce madre, cierra los ojos hasta que la guerra no ha terminado.
Sin ruido, yo quiero amarte. Sin venenos, te quiero besar.
Quiero volver a beber agua del río, a reír con los hombres del otro continente. Pachamama, te veo tan triste.
Pachamama, me pongo a llorar. Pachamama, te quiero feliz.
Pachamama, yo te invito a bailar.
Pachamama, te veo tan triste. Pachamama, me pongo a llorar.
Pachamama, te quiero feliz. Pachamama, yo te invito a bailar.
Eres hermosa, perfumes y las aves vuelan en tu cabeza.
La vida es un carnaval, la vida, la vida es poesía y poeta.
Llévame a bailar en los países donde llueve y el sol se duerme.
Arriba el cielo, arriba el -cielo.
-Tengo un dolor dentro de mí que me muerde, que me pica, pero sigo creyendo que puede convertirse en una caricia.
Vamos a construir un puente para unir lo dividido, sin más ropa para ocultar nuestro corazón.
Pachamama, te veo tan triste. Pachamama, me pongo a llorar.
Pachamama, te quiero feliz. Pachamama, yo te invito a bailar. Pachamama, te veo tan triste.
Pachamama, me pongo a llorar. Pachamama, te quiero feliz.
Pachamama, yo te invito a -bailar.
-Arriba el cielo, arriba el cielo.
Pachamama, te veo tan triste. Pachamama, me pongo a llorar.
-Pachamama, te quiero feliz. -Pachamama, yo te invito a bailar.
English translation
Come on, brother! That. . .
I am the child of the street, I am the son of the forests that remain.
Sweet mother, close your eyes until the war is over.
Without noise, I want to love you. Without poisons, I want to kiss you.
I want to drink water from the river again, to laugh with men from the other continent. Pachamama, I see you so sad.
Pachamama, I start to cry. Pachamama, I want you happy.
Pachamama, I invite you to dance.
Pachamama, I see you so sad. Pachamama, I start to cry.
Pachamama, I want you happy. Pachamama, I invite you to dance.
You are beautiful, perfumes and birds fly in your head.
Life is a carnival, life, life is poetry and poet.
Take me to dance in the countries where it rains and the sun goes to sleep.
Up to the sky, up to the sky.
-I have a pain inside me that bites me, that itches me, but I still believe that it can become a caress.
Let's build a bridge to unite what is divided, without more clothes to hide our hearts.
Pachamama, I see you so sad. Pachamama, I start to cry.
Pachamama, I want you happy. Pachamama, I invite you to dance. Pachamama, I see you so sad.
Pachamama, I start to cry. Pachamama, I want you happy.
Pachamama, I invite you to dance.
-Up to the sky, up to the sky.
Pachamama, I see you so sad. Pachamama, I start to cry.
-Pachamama, I want you happy. -Pachamama, I invite you to dance.