Singer: Juan D'ARIENZOSinger 2: Armando LabordeComposer: Francisco LomutoAuthor: Francisco Lomuto
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Lyrics
Pasé una noche escribiendo una cartita para explicarte, vidita, mi querer; frases bonitas que hablaban con ternura de tu atrayente figura, tus encantos de mujer. Pero no pude terminar esa cartita para poderte, vidita, convencer; y tantas cosas en ella te decía que al final ni yo entendía y la tuve que romper. ¡Churrasca!... ¡Mi churrasquita!... Yo no encuentro otra palabra que mejor la puerta me abra para expresarte mi amor. Ahora que siento que se abriga en mí un cariño lo confieso, como un niño, así, estoy. ¡Churrasca!... ¡Mi churrasquita!... Entendé esta palabrita que te dice tantas cosas... y abrí tu corazón. No ando con vueltas y te hablo con franqueza: temo perder la cabeza y el valor. Pasé las horas consultando diccionarios, libritos, epistolarios y formularios de amor; pero en ninguno de esos libros con versitos encontré mi amor escrito con calor. No hubo un poeta que me diera un buen consejo... Por eso, derecho viejo, yo me haré entender mejor.
English translation
I spent a night writing a little letter to explain to you, vidita my love; beautiful phrases that spoke tenderly of your attractive figure, your womanly charms. But I could not finish that little letter to be able to convince you, vidita, convince you; and so many things in it I told you that in the end not even I understood and I had to break it. Churrasca!... My churrasquita!.... I can't find another word that better opens the door for me to express my love for you. Now that I feel that a love is harbored in me I confess it, like a child, so, I am. Churrasca!... My churrasquita!... Understand this little word that tells you so many things... and open your heart. I don't beat around the bush and I speak to you frankly: I'm afraid of losing my head and courage. I spent hours consulting dictionaries, little books, epistolary and love forms; but in none of those books with little verses I found my love written with warmth. There was no poet who gave me good advice... That's why, right old man, I will make myself better understood.




