Lyrics and translation Emilio José - Soledad

Soledad

Soledad, es tan tierna como la amapola
Que vivió siempre en el trigo sola
Sin necesidad de nadie, ay mi soledad

Soledad, es criatura primorosa
Que no sabe que es hermosa
Ni sabe de amor ni engaños, ay mi soledad

Soledad, vive como otra cualquiera
En la aldea donde naciera
Lava, cose, llora y ríe, ay mi soledad

Pero yo la quiero así distinta
Porque es sincera
Es natural como el agua que llega
Corriendo alegre desde el manantial

Pero yo la quiero así distinta
Porque es sincera
Es natural como el agua que llega
Corriendo alegre desde el manantial
No sabiendo ni a donde va, que feliz vive mi soledad

Soledad, es tan bella como una paloma
Y tan clara como el sol que asoma
Por entre los matorrales, ay mi soledad

Soledad, es criatura primorosa
Que no sabe que es hermosa
Ni sabe de amor ni engaños, ay mi soledad

Soledad, vive como otra cualquiera
En la aldea donde naciera
Lava, cose, llora y ríe, ay mi soledad

Pero yo la quiero así distinta
Porque es sincera
Es natural como el agua que llega
Corriendo alegre desde el manantial
Pero yo la quiero así distinta
Porque es sincera
Es natural como el agua que llega
Corriendo alegre desde el manantial
No sabiendo ni a donde va, que feliz vive mi soledad

Loneliness

Loneliness, she's as tender as a poppy,
Always living alone among the wheat,
Needing no one, ah, my loneliness.

Loneliness, she's a creature so exquisite,
Unaware of her own beauty,
Knowing nothing of love or deceit, ah, my loneliness.

Loneliness, she lives like any other,
In the village where she was born,
She washes, sews, cries, and laughs, ah, my loneliness.

But I love her differently,
Because she's sincere,
She's as natural as the water that flows,
Running joyfully from the spring.

But I love her differently,
Because she's sincere,
She's as natural as the water that flows,
Running joyfully from the spring,
Unaware of where it goes, how happily my loneliness lives.

Loneliness, she's as beautiful as a dove,
And as clear as the sun that peeks,
Through the thicket, ah, my loneliness.

Loneliness, she's a creature so exquisite,
Unaware of her own beauty,
Knowing nothing of love or deceit, ah, my loneliness.

Loneliness, she lives like any other,
In the village where she was born,
She washes, sews, cries, and laughs, ah, my loneliness.

But I love her differently,
Because she's sincere,
She's as natural as the water that flows,
Running joyfully from the spring.
But I love her differently,
Because she's sincere,
She's as natural as the water that flows,
Running joyfully from the spring,
Unaware of where it goes, how happily my loneliness lives.