A keresés eredménye

The Road At Night

I'm going along the road at night,
letting the stars illuminate me.
I'm going along the road at night,
because the shadows are my companions.
 
I love you and I have not given up,
someday I will be back for your affection.
I love you and don't think that I am repentant
because my great love is unforgettable.
 
I don't care that you go wherever you go,
I don't care that you want to lose yourself.
I will find you, woman, even in death,
beyond the pain and the sorrow.
 
I'm going along the road at night,
letting the stars illuminate me.
I'm going along the road at night,
because the shadows are my companions.
 
I don't care that you go wherever you go,
I don't care that you want to lose yourself.
I will find you, woman, even in death,
beyond the pain and the sorrow.
 
I'm going along the road at night,
letting the stars illuminate me.
I'm going along the road at night,
because the shadows are my companions.
 

What a nice love

What a nice love
What a nice sky
What a nice moon
What a nice sun
 
What a nice love,
I like it so much
because it feels all
that I feel too.
 
Come next to me,
I want your hands
caress me a thousand times,
I want to be within you.
 
Give me more love
(Give me more love)
But more and more!
(But more and more)
 
I want you to kiss me
the way you kiss me
and then, you leave.
 
I understand that
my soul, in this life,
doesn't have the right
to love you so much,
but I feel that my soul shouts at me,
ask me for affection,
and I can't stand it anymore.
 
What a nice love
What a nice sky
What a nice moon
What a nice sun
 
If anything changed in me
(If anything changed in me)
it was due to you.
(it was due to you)
because that affection
that so many wanted,
you gave it to me.
 

Neither the money nor anything else

Because I am the way I am, you despise me without reason,
because I live among people whom you say they aren't up to your standards,
you don't let me sing at your grille, like others sing to you,
you don't let me shout that I love you with profound tenderness.
 
Because I am the way I am, your affection is leaning me,
because I didn't make money in the world, they are defeating me,
I don't have the rights to anything just for being a vagabond,
but I know that you are adoring me deep down, in your soul.
 
I can't think that your love for me will come to an end,
neither the money, nor anything or anyone else will be able to separate us,
there are memories that never will be erased, and that's the way ours are,
to be able to forget so many things, they would have to kill us.
 
If you really are leaving, tell me facing me,
if you are thinking of sending me a letter, don't bother,
this good-bye, sweetheart, I demand to do it looking at your face,
and if no longer there is love in your eyes, I'll go away from your life.
 

The silence of the night

I want the silence of the night to surround us,
I want a ray of the moon to shelter us,
and I want that, for you, the fog clears
and so you understand what I told you.
 
And once we understand each other
we'll raise our hands to the world
and we'll thank God
for your love, and my love, so profound.
 
I want no insults between your life and mine,
I want no tricks between your lips and mine,
and I want them to adore you more than you suffer.
and that time and love will stay with us.
 
And once we understand each other
we'll raise our hands to the world
and we'll thank God
for your love, and my love, so profound.
 
I want the silence of the night to surround us...
 

Guanajuato's road

Absolutely worthless is life,
life is absolutely worthless.
it always starts crying
and, like that, crying it ends.
 
That's why, in this world,
life is absulutely worthless!
 
Beautiful León, Guanajuato, 1.
its fair with its gambling,
there, one's life is the bet,
and the one who wins, is respected.
 
There, in my León, Guanajuato,
life is absulutely worthless!
 
Road to Guanajuato
that goes through so many villages,
don't go through Salamanca 2.
that there hurt me the memories.
 
Go by the surounding paths,
don't go through, because I'll die!
 
The Christ of your mountain
in Cerro del Cubilete, 3,
is confort of those who suffer,
adoration of the people,
 
The Christ of your mountain
in Cerro del Cubilete.
 
In the way to Santa Rosa 4,
the Range of Guanajuato, 5
right there, behind the slope
you'll find Dolores Hidalgo. 6
 
There I will stay, fellows,
there is my beloved homeland,
 

She

Versions: #2
I got tired of begging
I got tired of telling
That without her
I'm dying because of sorrow
She didn't want to listen to me any longer
Her lips opened
Just to tell me
'I don't love you anymore'.
 
I felt how my life
dissapeared in an abyss
Deep and dark
Like my luck
I wanted to find the oblivion
Like they do in Jalisco
But those mariachis
And that tequila
Made me cry.
 
I got tired of begging
With my eyes full of tears
I raised my cup
And I toasted
For her
She couldn't scorn me
It was the last toast
A bohemian will do
For a queen
 
The mariachis fell silent
From my hand, strengthless,
My cup fell down
Without even noticing...
She wanted to stay
When she saw my grief,
But it was written already
That I loose her love
After that night