Dónde estará mi vida · Ricardo Tanturi · 1958

Castellano

Una vez un ruiseñor Con las claras de la aurora, Quedó preso de una flor Lejos de su ruiseñora. Esperando su vuelta en el nido Ella vio que la tarde moría, Y de noche cantándole al río Medio loca de amor, le decía: ¡Dónde estará, mi vida! ¿Por qué no viene? Qué rosita encendida Me lo entretiene. Agua clara que caminas Entre juncos y mimbrales, Dile que tienen espinas Las rosas de los rosales. Dile que no hay colores Que yo no tenga, Que me muero de amores Dile que venga...

Inglés · traducción automática

Once a nightingale With the dawn's light, Was caught in a flower Far from his nightingale. Waiting for his return in the nest She saw that the evening was dying, And at night singing to the river Half mad with love, she said to him: Where will he be, my life! Why doesn't she come? What a little rose on fire He entertains me. Clear water that you walk Among reeds and willows, Tell him that they have thorns The roses of the rosebushes. Tell him that there are no colors That I don't have, That I'm dying of love Tell him to come...