Chevela Vargas的歌

这么多年一直没听厌过她的歌。

一把这么苍老的嗓音，看到她会觉得原来年老是如此美丽。

每次听她的歌就有学西班牙文的冲动。

Luz de Luna: 月光




Macorina



English:

Touch me here, Macorina,
Touch me

Your feet floated up from the floor
and your skirt slipped from my hold
as you went searching for the pathway
Upon seeing your lovely shape
the sugar canes
cast themselves in the road
hoping you would grind them
as though you were a mill.

Touch me...
Your breasts, flesh of a breadfruit
your mouth, a blessing
of ripe guanabana
and your beautiful, curvy waist
reminding me of that 'danzón'
I'm still simmering, from the 'danzón'

Touch me?
Afterwards the dawn
takes you from my arm
And I, not knowing what to do
About that scent of woman,
Of mango, and of fresh sugarcane
That brought me to the hot
Jam of that dance