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I Come from Drunkenness

Ketama

Vengo de Borrachera

No siento en el mundo más, no siento en el mundo más
Que tenga tan mal sonio, siendo de tan buen metal
Siendo de tan buen metal.

Ay tran, tran, tran, mira si yo te camelo,
Te camelo de verdad
Esta noche no me acuesto que vengo de borrachera
Que con el tran, tran, tran, que con el tran, tran, tran
Esta noche no me acuesto
Que vengo de borrachera
Que con el tran, tran, tran,
Que con el tran, tran, tran

Sueño de madrugá y veo tus ojos
Que me dan cariño mu poquito a poco
Yo no quiero despertar sino te veo
Fatigas paso, ahi que dukelas tengo.

Esta noche no me acuesto que vengo de borrachera
Que con el tran, tran, tran, que con el tran, tran, tran
Esta noche no me acuesto que vengo de borrachera
Que con el tran, tran, tran, que con el tran, tran, tran

Mira si soy canastero, me pongo y hago canastas
Con la trenza de tu pelo, ay, me pongo y hago canastas
Con las trenzas de tu pelo

Ay tran, tran, tran, mira si yo te camelo,
Te camelo de verdad
Esta noche no me acuesto que vengo de borrachera
Que con el tran, tran, tran, que con el tran, tran, tran
Esta noche no me acuesto
Que vengo de borrachera
Que con el tran, tran, tran,
Que con el tran, tran, tran

I Come from Drunkenness

I don't feel in the world anymore, I don't feel in the world anymore
That has such a bad dream, being of such good metal
Being of such good metal.

Oh tran, tran, tran, look if I fool you,
I really fool you
Tonight I won't go to bed because I come from drunkenness
With the tran, tran, tran, with the tran, tran, tran
Tonight I won't go to bed
Because I come from drunkenness
With the tran, tran, tran,
With the tran, tran, tran

I dream in the early morning and I see your eyes
That give me affection little by little
I don't want to wake up if I don't see you
I suffer, oh, what pains I have.

Tonight I won't go to bed because I come from drunkenness
With the tran, tran, tran, with the tran, tran, tran
Tonight I won't go to bed because I come from drunkenness
With the tran, tran, tran, with the tran, tran, tran

Look if I am a basket weaver, I put myself and make baskets
With the braid of your hair, oh, I put myself and make baskets
With the braids of your hair

Oh tran, tran, tran, look if I fool you,
I really fool you
Tonight I won't go to bed because I come from drunkenness
With the tran, tran, tran, with the tran, tran, tran
Tonight I won't go to bed
Because I come from drunkenness
With the tran, tran, tran,
With the tran, tran, tran

Escrita por: Antonio Carmona / Jose Miguel Carmona / Juan Carmona