Agustin Lara - María Bonita

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    Default Agustin Lara - María Bonita

    Acuerdate de Acapulco
    de aquellas noches
    María bonita, María del alma;
    acuerdate que en la playa,
    con tus manitas las estrellitas
    las enjuagabas.
    Remember Acapulco,
    (remember) those nights,
    pretty María, María of my soul;
    remember how on the beach
    you rinsed the little stars
    with your little hands


    Tu cuerpo, del mar juguete, nave al garete
    venían las olas lo columpiaban
    mientras yo te miraba
    lo digo con sentimiento
    mi pensamiento me traicionaba.
    Your body, a sea's toy, a ship adrift,
    the waves would come and rock it,
    while I looked at you,
    I say it feelingly,
    my thoughts betrayed me


    Te dije muchas palabras de esas bonitas
    con que se arrullan los corazones
    pidiendo que me quisieras
    que convirtieras en realidades
    mis ilusiones.
    I told you many words of that beautiful kind
    with which the hearts lull,
    I asked you to love me,
    to make my dreams
    come true


    La luna que nos miraba
    ya hacía ratito
    se hizo un poquito desentendida
    cuando la vi escondida
    me arrodille pa' besarte
    y así entregarte toda mi vida.
    The moon, which was watching us
    for a while now,
    pretended to lose interest,
    when I saw it hiding,
    I knelt down to kiss you
    and thus give you all my life


    Amores habras tenido, muchos amores
    Maria bonita, María del alma;
    pero ninguno tan bueno ni tan honrado
    como el que hiciste que en mi brotara
    lo traigo lleno de flores
    para dejarlo como una ofrenda bajo tus plantas,
    recibelo emocionada
    y jurame que no mientes
    porque te sientes idolatrada
    You will have had loves, many loves,
    pretty María, María of my soul,
    but none of them as good and honest
    as the one you made rise in me,
    I bring it surrounded by flowers
    to leave it like an offering under your feet soles,
    receive it full of emotion
    and swear to me you're not lying
    only because you feel (you're being) idolized


    Last edited by citlalli; 01-21-2011 at 08:22 AM.
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