A keresés eredménye

My Mexico of yesterday

A very lovely indigenous woman
Had her anafre on the sidewalk
Her black and clean griddle
 
Would fry tamales
In the lard
And gorditas de masa
Cones of powered brown sugar and cinnamon
When I'd leave my house
I would buy a nickel
For school
 
In the afternoon to the streets
They'd put out tables
Clean ones

When the moon rises

Let the moon rise,
let the sun set,
let the night fall,
so our love can start.
 
Let the little stars
fill me with inspiration,
so I can tell you some things,
pretty things,
my love.
 
I know that there's no love in the world
like the one you give to me.
And I know that night after night,
it grows and grows more.
 
And I know that night after night,
it grows and grows more.
 
When I'm in your arms,
I always wonder
how much did fate owe me,
if it had to pay me with you.
 
That's why all my life
I give it to you.
You, that gave me in a kiss
what I never asked for.
 
I know that there's no love in the world
like the one you give to me.
And I know that night after night,
it grows and grows more.
 
And I know that night after night,
it grows and grows more.
 
Let the moon rise...
 

History of a Love

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You’re not by my side anymore, heart
In my soul there’s only loneliness
And if I can’t see you anymore
Why did God make me love you
To make me suffer more
 
Always you were the reason of my existence
To love you for me was religion
In your arms I found
The love that was offering me
The heat of your passion
 
It’s the history of a love
As there is no other equal
That made me understand
All the good, all the bad
That gave light to my life
Turning it off afterwards
Oh what a dark night
Everything will be returned to me
 
Always you were the reason of my existence
To love you for me was religion
In your arms I found
The love that was offering me
The heat of your passion
 
It’s the history of a love
As there is no other equal
That made me understand
All the good, all the bad
That gave light to my life
Turning it off afterwards
Oh what a dark night
Everything will be returned to me
 
Always you were the reason of my existence
To love you for me was religion
In your arms I found
The love that was offering me
The heat of your passion
 

Customs

Tell me about you, tell me about your life
You well know I'm convinced
That you can't, although your effort, forget me
You'll always return, over and over again
Over and over again, you'll always return
 
Although you hold no love, but grudge for me
I either have nothing to feel, and that's worse
But I miss you, I miss you, too.
There is no doubt that custom
Is stronger than love
 
I know you can't, although your effort, forget me
You'll always return, over and over again
Over and over again, you'll always return
Although you hold no love, but grudge for me
 
I either have nothing to feel, and that's worse
But I miss you, I miss you, too.
There is no doubt that custom
Is stronger than love
 

Sentence

You'll remember me, all your life
You'll remember me, as long as I live
You'll remember me (you'll remember), because in life
Love sentence, love sentence, is something you can't forget
You didn't think, for a second, my life
That life, without you, is something I don't want
I gave you (oh, I gave you) my illusion and agony
And you took it aswell, you took it aswell, my whole life
Ah, ah, ah
You didn't think, for a second, my life
That life, without you, is something I don't want
I gave you (oh, I gave you) my illusion and agony
And you took it aswell, you took it aswell, my whole life
 

How Can It Be

How can it be, that loving you as much as I do
That we both keeping the same love
We both live so separated
How can it be, if in your eyes I see how the sun borns
If it's so mine, your body and your warmth, you are living in the sea and I am living in the river.
 
How can it be, that we can tell lies to the heart
If it burns us the flame and the passion
Of the kiss we are hiding in the soul.
How can it be, that you're in me, in each corner
That the nostalgia shows up when it listen to a song
How can it be, that you don't live every moment by my side
How can it be that the distance can go on
That the many times, I get you as a dream, you leave me
How can it be, if so much love exists between the two of us.
 
How can it be, that we can tell lies to the heart
If it burns us the flame and the passion
Of the kiss we are hiding in the soul.
How can it be, that you're in me, in each corner
That the nostalgia shows up when it listen to a song
How can it be, that you don't live every moment by my side
How can it be that the distance can go on
That the many times, I get you as a dream, you leave me
How can it be, if so much love exists between the two of us.
 
How can it be, if so much love exists between the two of us.
How can it be,... how can it be.
 

Concert of Aranjuez

Next to you, as the hours pass oh my love
There's a whisper of crystal fountain
That seems to talk quietly
To the roses in the garden.
 
Sweet love, those dried colorless leaves
That seeps the wind their memories
Of romances from yesterday,
Traces and promises made with love in Aranjuez
Between a man and a woman,
In a sunset, that always is involved.
 
To my love, while two even with fervor,
Won't stop the flower from sprouting,
Neither will lack the world of peace,
Nor heat to the Earth.
 
I will carry on,
As there're hollow words without love
That will carry the wind
And nobody listen to them carefully,
But other words sound oh my love to the heart
Like notes of a wedding song
And I want to talk to you like that
If you wait for me in Aranjuez.
 
Later in the afternoon
It is heard a whisper
Is the fountain over there
It seems to be talking to the roses
With your love in Aranjuez.
 

A Hundred Years

You walked by my side me with big indifference
Not even your eyes turned to me
I saw you without you seeing me, I talked to you without you listening to me
And all of my bitterness got drown inside of me.
 
It hurts me the life knowing you have forgotten me,
To think that nor disdain I deserve from you
And however you are still attached to my existence
And if I live a hundred years, a hundred years I think of you.
 
You walked by my side with big indifference
Not even your eyes turned to me.
I saw you without you seeing me, I talked to you without you listening to me
And all of my bitterness got drown inside of me.
 
It hurts me the life knowing you have forgotten me,
To think that nor disdain I deserve from you
And however you are still attached to my existence
And if I live a hundred years, a hundred years I think of you.
 
Of you.
 

Love, Love, Love

Love, love, love...
'Twas born from God, for us both,
'twas born from the soul...
 
To feel that your kisses nested in me,
the same as doves messengers of light,
to know that my kisses remained in you,
tracing upon your lips the sign of the cross
 
Love, love love...
'Twas born from you, 'twas born from me,
...from hope
 
Love, love, love...
'Twas born from God, for us both,
'twas born from the soul...
 
To feel that your kisses nested in me,
the same as doves messengers of light,
to know that my kisses remained in you,
tracing upon your lips the sign of the cross
 
Love, love love...
'Twas born from you, 'twas born from me,
...from hope...
 
Love, love, love...
'Twas born from God, for us both,
'twas born from the soul...
 
Love, love love...
'Twas born from you, 'twas born from me,
...from hope...
 
Love, love, love...
'Twas born from God, for us both,
'twas born from the soul....