Paroles et traduction Cardenales de Nuevo León - Rey Pobre

Rey Pobre

✿Cuándo sientas cansada la vida
Y odies a ese hombre
Y si a caso te queda memoria
Recuérdame a mi.

✿Que te sigue esperando con ansias
Siempre este rey pobre
Que vendió hasta el palacio
Por verte dichosa y feliz

✿Porque yo no compré tu pobreza,
Ni tu amor, ni tus besos.
Por amarte con toda mi vida
Y con palabra de rey.

✿Mi fortuna la puse en tus manos
Y con ella te fuiste
Y un rey pobre dejaste con ganas
De volverte a ver.

✿Un rey pobre llorando día y noche
Verás por las calles sufriendo de amor
Y sus ojos mirando un retrato
Sin decirle a nadie cuál es su dolor
Si se caen las torres más altas
Por eso un rey pobre por amor quedó.

✿Porque yo no compré tu pobreza,
Ni tu amor, ni tus besos.
Por amarte con toda mi vida
Y con palabra de rey.

✿Mi fortuna la puse en tus manos
Y con ella te fuiste
Y un rey pobre dejaste con ganas
De volverte a ver.

✿Un rey pobre llorando día y noche
Verás por las calles sufriendo de amor
Y sus ojos mirando un retrato
Sin decirle a nadie cuál es su dolor
Si se caen las torres más altas
Por eso un rey pobre por amor quedó✿

Poor King's Lament

✿When you feel that life has wearied you
And you hate that man
And if by chance you have any memory left
Remember me.

✿For he still awaits you with longing
Always this poor king
Who sold even his palace
To see you happy and fulfilled again.

✿Because I did not buy your poverty,
Nor your love, nor your kisses.
For loving you with all my life
And with the word of a king.

✿I placed my fortune in your hands
And with it, you left
And you left a poor king longing
To see you again.

✿A poor king weeps day and night
You will see him suffering for love in the streets
And his eyes will stare at a portrait
Without telling anyone what his sorrow is
If the tallest towers fall
That is why a poor king was left for love.

✿Because I did not buy your poverty,
Nor your love, nor your kisses.
For loving you with all my life
And with the word of a king.

✿I placed my fortune in your hands
And with it, you left
And you left a poor king longing
To see you again.

✿A poor king weeps day and night
You will see him suffering for love in the streets
And his eyes will stare at a portrait
Without telling anyone what his sorrow is
If the tallest towers fall
That is why a poor king was left for love✿