La Canelera

The Canelera

La Canelera

I saw you, shortyYa te vide chaparrita
And I don't lose sight of youY no te pierdo de vista
You may not be, but you look likeNo seras pero pareses
One of those on my listDe las ke traigo en mi lista

I don't want to see you with another guyNo te quiero ver con otro chango
Or hanging out as a caneleraNi ke andes de canelera
Now you're going to go with meAora te vas a ir con migo
Even if your mom doesn't wantAunke tu mama no kiera

Serve me three cinnamonsSirvame unas 3 canelas
Sweetened with your handEndulsadas con su mano
To drink them nowPara tomarlas aoriita
And later we'll goY mas alratito nos vamos

If there's anyone who gets madSi ay alguno ke se pike
Because I treated you with lovePor que te trate de amores
I'm not afraid of bulletsNo le temo alos balasos
My life, nor of painsVida mia ni a los dolores

If there's anyone who gets madSi ay alguno ke se pike
Those who hang out in the groupDesos ke andan en la bola
I carry spare bullets in my beltTraigo parke en mis fajillas
6 shots in my gun6 Tiros en mi pistola

Here's the farewellAi les va la despedida
By the ridges of a fig treePor las cumbres de una higuera
Here they end up singingAqui se acaban cantando
Verses of the caneleraVersos de la canelera