Mezcalito TRADUCCIÓN - Lila Downs (Impressão)

Mezcalito

Brinda con el pensamiento

Gotita lluvia de calor

Mi culpa, dobijí, es por mi culpa, señor

Bebí de tu memoria

Aroma tierra, agave y Sol

Yo soy la que le gusta este castigo mejor

Gota-gota-gota, gotita de mezcal

Dicen que tomando, pierdes la cabeza y el dinero

Pero a mí, crece el pecho con ese mezcal del bueno

Como toca la barrica de su cielo de Oaxaca

Como pita el mezcalito gusanito de tu boca

Cantaba, lloró (tanto mezcal)

Tanto llorar (tanto tomar)

Cantaba, lloró (tanto mezcal)

Tanto llorar (tanto tomar)

De pechuga mezcalito, mezcalito de maguey

Pa' todo mal mezcalito, y para todo bien también

De pechuga mezcalito, mezcalito de maguey

Pa' todo mal mezcalito, y para todo bien también

(A la Virgen de los Remedios de Santiago Matatlán)

(Y a Sola de Vega, ¡ay-ay-ay!)

La penca de ese maguey, su espina me está matando

Acércate, chaparrito, que esta lumbre está quemando

Barrica del palo santo, del gusano de espadín

Son añejas tus gotitas del sabor que yo viví

Cantaba, lloró (tanto mezcal)

Tanto llorar (tanto tomar)

Cantaba, lloró (tanto mezcal)

Tanto llorar (tanto tomar)

De pechuga mezcalito, mezcalito de maguey

Pa' todo mal mezcalito, y para todo bien también

De pechuga mezcalito, mezcalito de maguey

Pa' todo mal mezcalito, y para todo bien también

Cantaba, lloró (tanto mezcal)

Tanto llorar (tanto tomar)

Cantaba, lloró (tanto mezcal)

Tanto llorar (tanto tomar)

Cantaba, lloró (tanto mezcal)

Tanto llorar (tanto tomar)

Cantaba, lloró (tanto mezcal)

Tanto llorar (tanto tomar)

Gota-gota-gota, gotita de mezcal

A Little Mezcal

I raise a toast in my thoughts

A tiny drop of warm rain

My fault, agave, it's my fault, sir

I drank in your memory

Earthy aroma, agave and Sun

I am the one who likes this punishment most

Drop-drop-drop, a little drop of mezcal

It's said that drinking, you lose your mind and money

But for me, my chest swells with that good mezcal

As the barrel touches the Oaxacan sky

As the little mezcal worm whistles from your mouth

I sang, they cried (so much mezcal)

So much crying (so much drinking)

I sang, they cried (so much mezcal)

So much crying (so much drinking)

A little mezcal for the heart, a little maguey mezcal

A little mezcal for every ill, and for all good things, too

A little mezcal for the heart, a little maguey mezcal

A little mezcal for every ill, and for all good things, too

(To the Virgin of the Remedies of Santiago Matatlán)

(And to Sola de Vega, ay-ay-ay!)

The leaf of that maguey, its spine is killing me

Come closer, little one, for this log is burning

Barrel of palo santo wood, of the tequila worm

I experienced your aged little drops

I sang, they cried (so much mezcal)

So much crying (so much drinking)

I sang, they cried (so much mezcal)

So much crying (so much drinking)

A little mezcal for the heart, a little maguey mezcal

A little mezcal for every ill, and for all good things, too

A little mezcal for the heart, a little maguey mezcal

A little mezcal for every ill, and for all good things, too

I sang, they cried (so much mezcal)

So much crying (so much drinking)

I sang, they cried (so much mezcal)

So much crying (so much drinking)

I sang, they cried (so much mezcal)

So much crying (so much drinking)

I sang, they cried (so much mezcal)

So much crying (so much drinking)

Drop-drop-drop, a little drop of mezcal

Escrita por: Paul Cohen, Lila Downs