Lyrics and translation Leonardo Favio - O Quizás Simplemente Le Regale una Rosa

O Quizás Simplemente Le Regale una Rosa

Hoy corté un flor (y llovía y llovía)
Esperando a mi amor (y llovía y llovía)
Presurosa la gente
Pasaba, corría
Y desierta quedó la ciudad, pues llovía
Yo me puse a pensar tantas cosas bonitas
Como el día en la playa cuando te conocía

Como jugaba el viento
Con tu pelo de niña
Ay que suerte, que suerte
Tu mirada y la mía

Cuando llegues mi amor
Te diré tantas cosas
O quizás simplemente
Te regale una rosa

Porque yo corte una flor
Y llovía y llovía
Esperando mi amor
Y llovía y llovía
Que me alegre tu canto
Que me alegre tu risa
Que se alegre en silencio
Tu mirada y en la mía
Nos iremos charlando por las calles vacías
Nos iremos besando por las calles vacías

Y sabrán que te quiero
Esas calle vacías
Y yo te iré contando
Tantas cosas bonitas
Como el día en la playa cuando te conocía
Como jugaba el viento
Con tu pelo de niña
Ay que suerte, que suerte...
Tu mirada y la mía

Cuando llegues mi amor
Te diré tantas cosas
O quizás simplemente
Te regale una rosa

O quizás simplemente me regale la rosa
O quizas simplemente le regale la rosa

Nos iremos charlando por las calles vacías
Nos iremos iremos besando por las calles vacías
Y sabrán que te quiero esas calles vacías

Y yo te iré contando tantas cosas bonitas
Como el día en la playa
Cuando te conocía
Como jugaba el viento
Con tu pelo de niña
Ay que suerte, que suerte...
Tu mirada y la mía

Cuando llegues mi amor
Te diré tantas cosas
O quizás simplemente
Te regale una rosa

O quizás simplemente me regale la rosa
Seguramente lo mejor es la rosa
O quizas simplemente me regale la rosa
No, no, nos iremos charlando, nos iremos besando
O quizás simplemente me regale la rosa
O quizás simplemente te regale la rosa
O quizas simplemente me regale la rosa
Así es

Maybe I’ll Just Give Her a Rose

Today, I cut a flower (and it was raining, raining)
Waiting for my love (and it was raining, raining)
People rushed by,
Ran on
And the city grew deserted, because it was raining
I began to think of so many beautiful things,
Like the day at the beach when I met you,

How the wind played
With your girlish hair
Oh, how lucky, how lucky
Your gaze and mine

When you arrive, my love,
I'll tell you so many things
Or maybe I'll just
Give you a rose

Because I cut a flower,
And it was raining, raining
Waiting for my love
And it was raining, raining
May your song make me happy
May your laughter make me happy
May your quiet gaze
Be happy with mine
We'll go chatting along the empty streets,
We'll go kissing along the empty streets.

And they'll know that I love you,
Those empty streets
And I'll go telling you
So many beautiful things,
Like the day at the beach when I met you,
How the wind played
With your girlish hair
Oh, how lucky, how lucky...
Your gaze and mine

When you arrive, my love,
I'll tell you so many things
Or maybe I'll just
Give you a rose

Or maybe I'll just keep the rose for myself
Or perhaps I'll just give her the rose

We'll go chatting along the empty streets,
We'll go, we'll go kissing along the empty streets,
And they'll know that I love you, those empty streets

And I'll go telling you so many beautiful things,
Like the day at the beach
When I met you
How the wind played
With your girlish hair
Oh, how lucky, how lucky...
Your gaze and mine

When you arrive, my love,
I'll tell you so many things
Or maybe I'll just
Give you a rose

Or maybe I'll just keep the rose for myself
The rose is probably the best option
Or perhaps I'll just keep the rose for myself
No, no, we'll go chatting, we'll go kissing,
Or perhaps I'll just keep the rose for myself
Or perhaps I'll just give you the rose
Or perhaps I'll just keep the rose for myself
That's it