A keresés eredménye

A Madrigal

How beautiful is the morning sun
On returning from the capital.
Oh, how pretty my Susana looks
When she is running through the wheatfield.
 
You can see the hill and the bridge now
And my dog comes to meet me,
The plow is left waiting
Because the oxen don't want to work.
 
The smoke from my little shack
Has spread all over the wheatfield
And in back you can see the little brook
That usually lulls me every afternoon.
 
You can see the hill and the bridge now
And my dog comes to meet me,
The plow is left waiting
Because the oxen do not want to work.
 
The smoke from my little shack
Has spread all over the wheatfield
And in back you can see the little brook
That usually lulls me every afternoon. (2Xs)
 

You Will See

With great sacrifice I let you go,
my eyes bleeding from crying so much,
two years of waiting seemed like a thousand,
but when you come back, no, you are not leaving.
 
You sill see how I am going to love you,
You will see how I am going to kiss you,
You will see how with my trills,
I will make you so happy.
 
You will see how I am going to love you,
with the craziest and most heartfelt passion,
come back, by God I am dying
just for you.
 
You will see how I am going to love you,
You will see how I am going to kiss you,
You will see how with my trills,
I will make you so happy.
 
You will see how I am going to love you,
With the craziest and most heartfelt passion,
Come back, by God I am dying
just for you,
just for you,
just for you.