Lyrics and translation Matéria Prima - Flores Blancas
Flores
blancas
en
el
pelo
White
flowers
in
your
hair
Y
esa
forma
de
decir
te
quiero
And
that
way
of
saying
I
love
you
Que
le
arranca
un
suspiro
al
aire
(bis)
That
makes
the
air
sigh
(chorus)
Viene
por
el
cerro
alto
She
comes
down
the
high
hill
Todavía
duerme
el
alba
While
the
dawn
is
still
sleeping
Carmela
la
de
las
flores
Carmela
of
the
flowers
Mi
jazmín
en
su
canasta
My
jasmine
in
her
basket
Viene
alborotando
el
aire
She
comes
stirring
the
air
Viene
sonsacando
al
alba
She
comes
cajoling
the
dawn
Y
el
rocío
que
la
oye
And
the
dew
that
hears
her
Le
pide
sitio
a
la
escarcha
Asks
the
frost
for
space
Para
ver
su
pelo
al
viento
To
see
her
hair
in
the
wind
Saludando
a
la
mañana
Greeting
the
morning
Y
el
agua
del
río
por
verla
And
the
water
of
the
river,
to
see
her
De
su
cauce
se
levanta
Rises
from
its
bed
Carmen,
te
puso
la
luna
un
vestido
de
hilo
y
nácar
Carmen,
the
moon
gave
you
a
dress
of
thread
and
nacre
Y
las
estrellas
del
cielo
p'a
ti
And
the
stars
of
the
sky
for
you
Horquillas
de
luz
y
plata
Hairpins
of
light
and
silver
Flores
blancas
en
el
pelo
White
flowers
in
your
hair
Y
esa
forma
de
decir
te
quiero
And
that
way
of
saying
I
love
you
Que
le
arranca
un
suspiro
al
aire
(bis)
That
makes
the
air
sigh
(chorus)
El
calé
piel
de
aceituna
The
gypsy
with
olive-skinned
skin
Espera
a
su
flor
gitana
Waits
for
his
gypsy
flower
Y
al
pasar
cerquita
suya
And
as
he
passes
close
by
her
Siente
un
nudo
en
la
garganta
He
feels
a
lump
in
his
throat
Y
mientras
baila
la
aurora
And
as
the
dawn
dances
A
su
Carmela
le
canta
He
sings
to
his
Carmela
Carmen,
te
puso
la
luna
un
vestido
de
hilo
y
nácar...
Carmen,
the
moon
gave
you
a
dress
of
thread
and
nacre...
Flores
blancas
en
el
pelo
White
flowers
in
your
hair
Y
esa
forma
de
decir
te
quiero
And
that
way
of
saying
I
love
you
Que
le
arranca
un
suspiro
al
aire
(bis)
That
makes
the
air
sigh
(chorus)
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