Seminario Danzas de España y del Mundo II
CP San Isidro (Aranjuez)
Aquí otra coreografía perfectamente explicada.
Y la letra, por si os animáis a cantarla:
I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
my true love for to see.
with a banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
my true love for to see.
It rained all night the day I left
the weather it was dry
the sun so hot, I froze to death
Susannah, don't you cry.
the weather it was dry
the sun so hot, I froze to death
Susannah, don't you cry.
Oh, Susannah,
Oh don't you cry for me
for I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee.
Oh don't you cry for me
for I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee.
I had a dream the other night
when everything was still
I dreamed I saw Susannah dear
a coming down the hill.
when everything was still
I dreamed I saw Susannah dear
a coming down the hill.
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
the tear was in her eye
says I, “I'm coming from the South,
Susannah, don't you cry.”
the tear was in her eye
says I, “I'm coming from the South,
Susannah, don't you cry.”
Oh, Susannah,
Oh don't you cry for me
for I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee.
Oh don't you cry for me
for I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee.
I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee,
I'm going to Louisiana,
my true love for to see.
Oh, Susannah, oh,
don't you cry for me,
for I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee.
with a banjo on my knee,
I'm going to Louisiana,
my true love for to see.
Oh, Susannah, oh,
don't you cry for me,
for I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee.
Y otra letra, adaptada al español:
Él viajó desde Alabama,
con su banjo tan feliz,
desde ahí se fue a Luisiana,
su amorcito estaba alli.
Hubo lluvia en el camino,
pero a él no le importo
caminaba noche y día ,
y cantaba estaba esta canción.
Oh Susana,
no llores mas por mi,
viajaré desde Alabama,
con mi banjo para ti.
En la noche tuvo un sueño,
en la cama que dormía
vio a Susana en la montaña,
en su eterna fantasía.
Ella siempre estaba triste,
y en sus ojos vio dolor
esperaba noche y día,
el regreso de su amor.
Oh Susana,
no llores mas por mi,
viajaré desde Alabama,
con mi banjo para ti.
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