Amante Ideal - Saiko Übersetzung ins Englische

Amante Ideal

Veo, escucho susurros palomas al caer,
Desde mi habitacion, repaso mil veces placer,
Siendo mirada, es mirada ya no puedo hablar.

Con que asombro me despierto,
En esta habitacion, dulce espera el calor,
De mis manos en tu cruz,
Con que asombro me despierto, en esta habitacion,
Dulce espera el calor, de mis manos en tu cruz.

Es un rostro pintado algo inerte tan especial,
Algo inocente algo ofrecido amante ideal.

Con que asombro me despierto,
En esta habitacion, dulce espera el calor,
De mis manos en tu cruz,
Con que asombro me despierto, en esta habitacion,
Dulce espera el calor, de mis manos en tu cruz.

(He viajado hasta el norte hasta el sur, no he
Podido evitar regresar, de regreso en las noches,
Maneado de angustias, la he dejado ir,
Me ha llevado desde aqui para alla,
Y hoy le abro a su cara a su cuerpo,
Sus ojos su alma,
No quiero dejarla morir)

Con que asombro me despierto, en esta habitacion,
Dulce espera el calor, de mis manos en tu cruz,
Con que asombro me despierto, en esta habitacion,
El calor de mis manos, viaja a ti como la luz.

Es un rostro pintado algo inerte tan especial,
Algo inocente algo ofrecido amante ideal.

Con que asombro me despierto,
En esta habitacion, dulce espera el calor,
De mis manos en tu cruz.
(He viajado he viajado, no he podido evitar regresar)

"("he viajado he viajado, no he podido evitar regresar")" significa ke canta el Hombre.

Ideal Lover

I see, I hear whispers of doves as they fall,
From my room, I review a thousand times of pleasure,
Being looked at, being stared at, I can no longer speak.

With what amazement I wake up,
In this room, sweetly waiting for the warmth,
Of my hands on your cross,
With what amazement I wake up, in this room,
Sweetly waiting for the warmth, of my hands on your cross.

It is a painted face, something inert so special,
Something innocent something offered ideal lover.

With what amazement I wake up,
In this room, sweetly waiting for the warmth,
Of my hands on your cross,
With what amazement I wake up, in this room,
Sweetly waiting for the warmth, of my hands on your cross.

(I have traveled to the north to the south, I have not
Been able to avoid returning, back in the nights,
Bound with anguish, I have let it go,
It has taken me from here to there,
And today I open to his face to his body,
His eyes his soul,
I don't want to let her die)

With what amazement I wake up, in this room,
Sweetly waiting for the warmth, of my hands on your cross,
With what amazement I wake up, in this room,
The warmth of my hands, travels to you like the light.

It is a painted face, something inert so special,
Something innocent something offered ideal lover.

With what amazement I wake up,
In this room, sweetly waiting for the warmth,
Of my hands on your cross.
(I have traveled, I have traveled, I have not been able to avoid returning)

"("I have traveled, I have traveled, I have not been able to avoid returning")" means that the male sings.