Vivir en Madrid

 

Quiero volver a Madrid, a tu lado en Ventas, mi amor

Pretendo ponerme mi traje de luces y ser tu fiel matador

Quiero vivir en Madrid, junto al Palacio Real

Para ayudar a los reyes de España celebrar tus talentos y tu fama mundial

 

Pienso volver a Madrid, quiero vivir en Madrid

Cerca de ti mi amor, quiero vivir en Madrid

 

Quiero acompañarte en un paseo, dentro del Parque del Retiro

Compartiendo helados de nata y fresa y las flores que se caen del cielo

 

Pienso volver a Madrid, quiero vivir en Madrid

Cerca de ti mi amor, quiero vivir en Madrid

 

Tu eres mi Cibeles, y tu resides en Moncloa

Tu cantas en la Opera, y tu llegas a Atocha

Tu andas con Quijote y el escudero, Sancho Panza

Por la Plaza de España. Tu eres pura gata.

Pues, me mandas a Correos y a admirarte en el Prado

Y a navegar el Manzanares, que se cruza en un solo paso

Y en el estadio Bernabeu, o en el Rastro en un domingo

Todo el pueblo te siente, como un abrazo de San Isidro

Porque tu eres la Princesa, la princesa de lo madroño

Desde los vuelos de Barajas hasta la Puerta del Sol

 

Sueño con volver a Madrid, quiero vivir en Madrid

Cerca de ti mi amor

 

Espero anunciarte un brindis una noche enterrados en los mesones

Por debajo de la Plaza Mayor, mi amor, te brindaré con tintos y champiñones

 

Quiero volver a Madrid, voy a vivir en Madrid

Cerca de ti mi amor, quiero vivir en Madrid

 

© 2005. Billy Marabella.

 

LYRICS TRANSLATION

 

Live in Madrid

 

I want to return to Madrid, to your side in Ventas, my love

I plan to put on my “suit of lights” and be your faithful matador

I want to live in Madrid, adjoining the Royal Palace

To help the royals of Spain celebrate your talents and your worldwide fame

 

I’m thinking of returning to Madrid, I want to live in Madrid

Near to you my love, I want to live in Madrid

 

I want to accompany you on a stroll in Retiro Park

Sharing sweet cream and strawberry ice creams and flowers that fall from the sky

 

I’m thinking of returning to Madrid, I want to live in Madrid

Near to you my love, I want to live in Madrid

 

You are my Cibeles, and you reside in Moncloa

You sing at the Opera, and you arrive at Atocha

You walk with Quixote, and the squire, Sancho Panza

Through the Plaza de España. You are pure “gata.”

You send me to the Post Office and to admire you in the Prado

And to navigate the Manzanares, which is crossed in one step

And in Bernabeu stadium, or in the Rastro on a Sunday

The whole town feels you, like a hug from San Isidro

Because you are the Princesa, the princess of all that is Madrid

From the flights at Barajas to the Puerta del Sol

 

I dream of returning to Madrid, I want to live in Madrid

Near to you my love

 

I want to raise a toast to you one evening, buried in the “tapas” bars

Beneath the Plaza Mayor, my love, I will toast you with red wine and mushrooms

 

I want to return to Madrid, I’m going to live in Madrid

Near to you my love, I want to live in Madrid

 

© 2005. Billy Marabella.

NOTES ON THIS SONG
I love Madrid. I was matriculated in and studied at the University of Madrid. I learned Spanish the best way one can learn a language: I  had it spoken to me all day. TV and the classroom lecture were the two places I really got a feel for the language. The bridge on this song tells you where I got the feel for Madrid. The translation at the end is accurate, but not at all as warm as the original Spanish.