Letra 'Crickets Sing for Anamaria' de 'Marcos Valle' traducida al español

Hey Maria Papa said
You better go to bed
Maria Mama said
You better go to bed
And little sister said
You better go to bed
The older brother said
You heard what Papa said
You better say goodnight
You better shut the light
And Papa told you no
You can't go out tonight
But Papa didn't know
Maria had a date
And couldn't let him wait

So in a little while
She waited till the lights were low
She went out the window to her beau, and so

There's a lot of huggin' then
A lot of kissin' then
A lot of huggin' him
A lot of kissin' him
A lot of happy talk
A lot of moon above
But very little time
But very little time
To make a lot of love
To make a lot of love
Which is a normal thing
To make a lot of love
For it was summertime
When all the crickets sing
And in the summertime

When anyone's in love
The crickets sing a happy song
But they didn't do their repetoire for long

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
An even dozen came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the cousin came
And even dozencame
And I can tell you this
Do-do-do-do

When anyone's in love
The crickets sing a happy song
But they didn't do their repetoire for long

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
An even dozen came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the cousin came
An even dozen came
And I can tell you

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
An even dozen came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the cousin came
An even dozen came
And I can tell you

Suddenly the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the uncle came
And then the cousin came
An even dozen came
And I can tell you this
It was a dirty shame
Because the Papa came
And then the Mama came
And then the sister came
And then the brother came
And then the cousin came

Hola Maria Papa dijo
Es mejor ir a la cama
Maria dijo Mama
Es mejor ir a la cama
Y su hermana pequeña, dijo
Es mejor ir a la cama
El hermano mayor dijo
Ya oíste lo que dijo el Papa
Es mejor darle las buenas noches
Es mejor apagar la luz
Y papá le dijo que no
No se puede salir esta noche
Pero papá no sabía
María tenía una cita
Y no podía dejar que esperar

Así que en poco tiempo
Ella esperó hasta que las luces eran bajas
Salió por la ventana a su novio, y así

Hay un montón de abrazando entonces
Una gran cantidad de besar entonces
Una gran cantidad de él abrazando '
Una gran cantidad de él besando "
Una gran cantidad de palabras felices
Una gran cantidad de la luna por encima de
Pero muy poco tiempo
Pero muy poco tiempo
Para hacer un montón de amor
Para hacer un montón de amor
Que es una cosa normal
Para hacer un montón de amor
Porque era verano
Cuando todos los grillos cantan
Y en el verano

Cuando alguien está enamorado
Los grillos cantan una canción feliz
Pero ellos no hicieron bien su repertorio por mucho tiempo

De repente, el Papa vino
Y entonces llegó la mamá
Y luego la hermana ca

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