Vente Pa Madrid
Yo tenia un primo en getafe
Que se tuvo que marchar
Se tuvo que ir a alicante
Sin poderlo remediar
De vez en cuando nos llamaba
Con el ojo torcido
Con una pena en el alma
Que a alicante se había ido
Lagrimas y lagrimas lloró
Porque aquí dejo su corazón
Lagrimas y lagrimas lloro
Porque aquí en madrid esta lo mejor
Querido primo yo te digo
Vente pa' madrid
Que quiero que vengas muy pronto
Vente pa' madrid
Porque aquí estamos mi compare antonio
Vente pa' madrid
Y mi primo josé miguel
Vente pa' madrid
Pero que ven, ven, ven,
Vente pa' madrid
Vente pa' madrid
Vente pa' madrid
Vente pa' madrid compare
Vente pa' madrid, vente joselín
Vente pa' madrid
Pero tu sabes que allí
Tu no puedes vivir
Vente pa' madrid, vente joselín
Vente pa' madrid
Porque sabes compare
Que no puedes vivir
Y después vendrás a mí
Pidiéndome perdón
Pero el mío corazón
Ya no se acuerda mas de ti
Lloraras y lloraras
Sin que nadie te consuele
Y así te darás tu cuenta
Que si te engañan duele
Oye, pero mira
Yo soy flamenco
Por mis venas yo lo siento, yo lo siento..
Vente pa' madrid...
Come to Madrid
I had a cousin in Getafe
Who had to leave
He had to go to Alicante
Without being able to fix it
Every now and then he would call us
With a twisted eye
With a pain in his soul
That he had gone to Alicante
Tears and tears he cried
Because he left his heart here
Tears and tears he cries
Because the best is here in Madrid
Dear cousin, I tell you
Come to Madrid
I want you to come very soon
Come to Madrid
Because here are my buddy Antonio
Come to Madrid
And my cousin José Miguel
Come to Madrid
But what are you waiting for, come, come, come,
Come to Madrid
Come to Madrid
Come to Madrid
Come to Madrid buddy
Come to Madrid, come Joselín
Come to Madrid
But you know that there
You can't live
Come to Madrid, come Joselín
Come to Madrid
Because you know buddy
That you can't live
And then you will come to me
Asking for forgiveness
But my heart
Doesn't remember you anymore
You will cry and cry
Without anyone to console you
And then you will realize
That being deceived hurts
Listen, but look
I am flamenco
I feel it in my veins, I feel it..
Come to Madrid...