More songs by Omar Montes
Description
Grandes Éxitos: Los Chunguitos
Performance: Los Chunguitos
Composer: Eddy Guerin
Composer: F. Salazar
Lyrics and translation
Original
Dame veneno que quiero morir, dame veneno.
Que prefiero la muerte que vivir contigo, dame veneno, ¡ay, para morir!
Dame veneno que quiero morir, dame veneno.
Que prefiero la muerte que vivir contigo, dame veneno, ¡ay, para morir!
Ay, que adelantas con tener, ay, los ojos como las moras.
Si cuando sales a la calle, quien es cualquiera te enamora.
Ay, mira si eres presumida, ay, mira si eres presumida.
Ay, que hasta los domingos te los pones to' los días.
Dame veneno que quiero morir, dame veneno.
Que prefiero la muerte que vivir contigo, dame veneno, ¡ay, para morir!
Dame veneno que quiero morir, dame veneno.
Que prefiero la muerte que vivir contigo, dame veneno, ¡ay, para morir!
Ay, levántame la chaqueta y mírame este costao'.
Ay, verás la puñaladaíta que por tu querer he mandao'.
Ay, biencita los remedios, ay, tiene la cara la pena.
Ay, porque todos aleluya, que ya no tienen fe en ella.
Dame veneno que quiero morir, dame veneno.
Que prefiero la muerte que vivir contigo, dame veneno, ¡ay, para morir!
Dame veneno que quiero morir, dame veneno.
Que prefiero la muerte que vivir contigo, dame veneno, ¡ay, para morir!
English translation
Give me poison, I want to die, give me poison.
I prefer death to living with you, give me poison, oh, to die!
Give me poison, I want to die, give me poison.
I prefer death to living with you, give me poison, oh, to die!
Oh, what are you doing by having, oh, eyes like blackberries.
If when you go out on the street, anyone falls in love with you.
Oh, look if you're presumptuous, oh, look if you're presumptuous.
Oh, even on Sundays you wear them every day.
Give me poison, I want to die, give me poison.
I prefer death to living with you, give me poison, oh, to die!
Give me poison, I want to die, give me poison.
I prefer death to living with you, give me poison, oh, to die!
Oh, lift my jacket and look at me this cost.'
Oh, you will see the stab wound that I have sent for your sake.'
Oh, blessed are the remedies, oh, the face is full of sorrow.
Oh, because all hallelujah, they no longer have faith in her.
Give me poison, I want to die, give me poison.
I prefer death to living with you, give me poison, oh, to die!
Give me poison, I want to die, give me poison.
I prefer death to living with you, give me poison, oh, to die!