Capullo Y Sorullo
Johnny Ventura Lyrics


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Habia una vez en mi pueblo un matrimonio
Rubio como la mantequilla
Yo puedo dar mi fe y mi testimonio
Que lo que digo no es ninguna mentirilla.

Del matrimonio nacieron nueve hijos,
Ocho salieron rubiecitos;
Y yo lo vi, a mi nadie me lo dijo,
El noveno resulto ser bien negrito. (bis)

El marido soporto por muchos años
Pero a la larga, el silencio le hizo daño
Y decidio confesarlo a su mujer,
Asi lo hizo y ahora ustedes van a ver.

Oye capullo
A todos los quiero igual (bis)
Todos son angelitos
Y los llevo aqui en el alma,
Pero hablemos del negrito
Mami, sin perder la calma.
Dime capullo, es hijo mio el negrito?
Pero dime capullo, es hijo mio el negrito?




Y ella le contesto (bis)
Oye sorullo, el negrito es el unico tuyo.(bis)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Johnny Ventura's song "Capullo y Sorullo" tell the story of a couple from a small town. They were blonde and had nine children, eight of whom were also blonde, but the ninth turned out to be black. The husband had kept the secret for many years, but eventually, it ate him up, and he decided to confess to his wife. The husband was nervous about her reaction but decided to speak to her about it, saying that all the children were precious to him and he loved them equally, but he wanted to talk about the black child. He asked the question a few times - is the black child his? And finally, his wife replied, "Yes, the black child is yours."


The song is a poignant commentary on societal attitudes towards race, sex, and family in the Dominican Republic. It highlights the complexities of racial identity and discrimination, especially in a culture where race is a marker of social status. The song insists on the importance of confronting truth, no matter how painful, to allow for healing and societal growth. It encourages listeners to move beyond their prejudices and accept that everyone is equal regardless of skin color or physical appearance.


Line by Line Meaning

Habia una vez en mi pueblo un matrimonio
There was once a couple in my town


Rubio como la mantequilla
Blond as butter


Yo puedo dar mi fe y mi testimonio
I can give my word and testimony


Que lo que digo no es ninguna mentirilla.
That what I'm saying is not a lie


Del matrimonio nacieron nueve hijos,
Nine children were born from the marriage


Ocho salieron rubiecitos;
Eight were born blond


Y yo lo vi, a mi nadie me lo dijo,
And I saw it, no one told me


El noveno resulto ser bien negrito. (bis)
The ninth turned out to be very dark-skinned


El marido soporto por muchos años
The husband endured for many years


Pero a la larga, el silencio le hizo daño
But in the end, the silence hurt him


Y decidio confesarlo a su mujer,
And he decided to confess to his wife


Asi lo hizo y ahora ustedes van a ver.
That's what he did and now you'll see.


Oye capullo
Hey, dear


A todos los quiero igual (bis)
I love them all equally


Todos son angelitos
They are all little angels


Y los llevo aqui en el alma,
And I carry them in my soul


Pero hablemos del negrito
But let's talk about the little black one


Mami, sin perder la calma.
Mom, without losing my calm


Dime capullo, es hijo mio el negrito?
Tell me dear, is the little black one my son?


Pero dime capullo, es hijo mio el negrito?
But tell me dear, is the little black one my son?


Y ella le contesto (bis)
And she answered him (repeat)


Oye sorullo, el negrito es el unico tuyo. (bis)
Hey darling, the little black one is the only one who's yours. (repeat)




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@AdolfoOlivaresOficial

Dios lo reciba con sus brazos abiertos maestro Jhonny, la música pierde una leyenda del sabor y la alegría.. Desde Ecuador 🇪🇨 nuestras condolencias a su familia.

@yareliscuevas3216

Paz a su alma

@AlexanderCB1982

La vacunita de Bill Gates ha hecho su trabajo.

@andelyzelaya7237

Desde honduras te amaremos por siempre. grande johny ventura nuestro capullo y sorullo esperanos en el cielo.

@calinfus80s

Los gringos, ofendidos con el tema de raza, los latinos, sin complejos, que chulada.

@MercedesGarcia-jo4gk

Los latinos somos lo mejor q ha dado nuestra América Latina

@ulisescastillo7916

Normal

@angellibradorossomatos1696

🎺🎷🎹🎸🇩🇴Nuestro país ha perdido una de las joyas más valiosa de nuestra cultura Dominicana y del merengue que Dios le haya guardado un buen lugar en el cielo. Adiós siempre estará en el corazón de los dominicanos y de los merengueros en todo el mundo.🎸🎹🎷🎺

@angelmaidana25

Que pena, gran humano , pedazo de Angel que nos dejó... Descansa en paz... Fuerza para la familia. Desde Asunción - Paraguay abrazo a todos mis hermanos de esa tierra...

@TOROSNINA2012

Gracias Maestro!! Viaje tranquilo 😔🌻 usted ya cumplió dando alegría y felicidad al mundo👏👏👏👏👏🤗🌻
Descanse en Paz🙏🌻

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