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HéCTOR LAVOE
> CONSEJO DE ORO in ENGLISH
Consejo de Oro by Héctor Lavoe (original lyrics)
Yo era un muchachito cuando murió mi viejo
fue tanta la miseria que mi viejita y yo
comíamos llorando el pan mugriente y duro
que horas de miseria mi mano mendigó.
Mi pobre viejecita lavando ropa ajena
quebraba su espinazo al pie del tinajon
por míseras monedas con qué calmar las penas
las crueles amarguras de nuestra situación.
Fui creciendo a la bartola y en mis años juveniles
agarré por el camino que mejor me pareció,
me codié con milongueras me acodé con copetines
y el mejor de mis amigos cuando pudo me vendió.
Engreído me hice el guapo y me encerraron entre rejas
y de preso ni un amigo me ha venido a visitar
sólo el rostro demacrado y adorado de mi vieja
se aplastó contra las rejas para poderme besar.
Por eso compañeros con tantos desengaños
no me convence nadie con frases de amistad
y hoy vivo con mi madre quiero endulzar sus años
y quiero hacer dichosa su noble ancianidad.
Me siento tan alegre junto, junto a mi madrecita
que es el mejor cariño que tiene el corazón
ese si que es un cariño que nadie me lo quita
cariño que no engaña ni sabe de traición
A usted amigo que es tan joven
le daré un consejo de oro deje farras y milongas
que jamás le han de pesar cuide mucho a su viejita
que la madre es un tesoro un tesoro que al perderlo
otro igual no encontrará
Y no haga como aquellos que se gastan en placeres
y se olvidan de la madre ni le importa su dolor
que la matan a disgusto y recien cuando se muere,
se arrepienten y le lloran, no comprenden su valor...
¡Su valor...!
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Consejo de Oro by Héctor Lavoe (Translation in english)
I was a little boy when my old man died It was so much misery that my old lady and I we ate weeping the mugriente and hard bread what hours of misery my hand begged. My poor little old lady washing other people's clothes he broke his spine at the foot of the tinajon for miserable coins with which to calm the pains the cruel bitterness of our situation. I was growing up in the bartola and in my youthful years I grabbed the path that seemed best to me, I coded with milongueras I layered with copetines and the best of my friends when he could he sold me. Cocky I became handsome and they locked me behind bars and a prisoner nor a friend has come to visit me only the haggard and adored face of my old He crushed himself against the bars so he could kiss me. That's why colleagues with so many disappointments nobody convinces me with friendship phrases and today I live with my mother I want to sweeten her years and I want to make your noble old age happy. I feel so happy together, with my mother that is the best affection that the heart has That if it is a love that nobody takes it from me Honey, do not cheat or know about betrayal To you friend who is so young I'll give you a piece of gold advice, let's go and milongas that you will never regret taking care of your old lady that the mother is a treasure a treasure that by losing it another like you will not find And do not do as those who spend themselves on pleasures and they forget the mother or care about their pain that they kill it to disgust and just when it dies, they repent and they cry, they do not understand their value ... Its value...! Submitted by:
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