Paroles et traduction Eusebio Blanco - Si Usted La Viera

Si Usted La Viera

El confesor me dice que no te quiera
Y yo le digo padre si usted la viera
Dice que tus amores me vuelven loco
Que mi deber no atiendo,
Que duermo poco,
Que duermo poco.

Dice que nuestras muchas conversaciones
Fomentan en la aldea murmuraciones
Dice que no quererte fácil me fuera
Y yo le digo padre si usted la viera,
Si used la viera.

En vano le aseguro que eres tan pura,
Hay que rezar delante de tu hermosura,
Que eres gentil airosa cual azucena,
Que nacen de tus labios nardo y verbena.

Que son lluvias de mayo tus blondos rizos
Y que vivir no puedo sin tus hechizos
Él me dice muy hosco que es gran quimera
Y yo le digo padre si usted la viera.

Confesando que el alma tengo en tus ojos
Me dijo el padre cura con mil enojos
Que un pecado tan grande no perdonaba
Y que si te quería me condenaba,
Me condenaba.

Entonces con amante dulce arrebato
Del pecho en que lo llevo saqué un retrato
Y el cura al ver tu imagen, luz y alma mía
Contemplándolo absorto se sonreía,
El sonreía.

Esa sí que refleja santos amores
Creyó que eras la virgen de los dolores
Ésa si que es hermosa que luz destella
Y yo le dije padre pues esta es ella.

Olvidado ya el cura de su corona
Dijo abriendo los ojos linda persona
Si es buena como hermosa que en paz
Te quiera
Y yo le dije padre si usted la viera.

Esa sí que refleja santos amores
Creyó que eras la virgen de los dolores
Ésa si que es hermosa que luz destella
Y yo le dije padre pues esta es ella.

Olvidado ya el cura de su corona
Dijo abriendo los ojos linda persona
Si es buena como hermosa que en paz
Te quiera
Y yo le dije padre si usted la viera.
Si usted la viera

If You Saw Her

The confessor tells me that I should not love you
And I tell him father if you saw her
He says that your love makes me crazy
That I do not attend to my duty,
That I sleep little,
That I sleep little.

He says that our many conversations
Foment murmurs in the village
He says that not loving you would be easy
And I tell him father if you saw her,
If you saw her.

In vain I assure him that you are so pure,
One must pray before your beauty,
That you are as graceful and airy as a lily,
That nard and verbena are born from your lips.

That your blond curls are like May rains
And that I cannot live without your charms
He tells me very grimly that it is a fantasy
And I tell him father if you saw her.

Confessing that I keep my soul in your eyes
The priest told me with a thousand rages
That he would not forgive such a great sin
And that if I loved you he would condemn me,
He would condemn me.

Then with a sweet ardent rapture
I took a portrait
And the priest upon seeing your image, light and soul of mine
Contemplating it in absorption, he smiled,
He smiled.

Now that reflects holy loves
He believed that you were the virgin of sorrows
She is indeed beautiful that light shines
And I said father because this is her.

The priest having forgotten his crown
Said opening his eyes nice person
If she is as good as she is beautiful in peace
She could love you
And I tell him father if you saw her.

Now that reflects holy loves
He believed that you were the virgin of sorrows
She is indeed beautiful that light shines
And I said father because this is her.

The priest having forgotten his crown
Said opening his eyes nice person
If she is as good as she is beautiful in peace
She could love you
And I tell him father if you saw her.
If you saw her