Paroles et traduction Eydie Gormé feat. Los Panchos - Piel canela (Remastered)

Piel canela (Remastered)

Que se quede el infinito sin estrellas,
O que pierda el ancho mar su inmensidad,
Pero el negro de tus ojos que no muera,
Y el canela de tu piel se quede igual
Si perdiera el arco iris su belleza,
Y las flores su perfume y su color,
No sería tan inmensa mi tristeza
Como aquella de quedarme sin tu amor
Me importas tú, y tú, y tú,
Y sólamente tú, y tú, y tú
Me importas tú, y tú, y tú,
Y nadie más que tú
Ojos negros, piel canela,
Que me llegan a desesperar;
Me importas tú, y tú, y tú,
Y nadie más que tú
Que se quede el infinito sin estrellas,
O que pierda el ancho mar su inmensidad,
Pero el negro de tus ojos que no muera,
Y el canela de tu piel se quede igual
Si perdiera el arco iris su belleza,
Y las flores su perfume y su color,
No sería tan inmensa mi tristeza
Como aquella de quedarme sin tu amor
Me importas tú, y tú, y tú,
Y sólamente tú, y tú, y tú
Me importas tú, y tú, y tú,
Y nadie más que tú
Ojos negros, piel canela,
Que me llegan a desesperar;
Me importas tú, y tú, y tú,
Y nadie más que tú

Cinnamon Skin (Remastered)

Let the infinite remain without stars,
Or let the vast sea lose its immensity,
But may the blackness of your eyes never die,
And the cinnamon of your skin stay the same.
If the rainbow were to lose its beauty,
And the flowers their fragrance and their color,
My sadness wouldn't be as immense
As that of being without your love.
You matter to me, and you, and you,
And only you, and you, and you,
You matter to me, and you, and you,
And no one else but you.
Black eyes, cinnamon skin,
That drive me to despair;
You matter to me, and you, and you,
And no one else but you.
Let the infinite remain without stars,
Or let the vast sea lose its immensity,
But may the blackness of your eyes never die,
And the cinnamon of your skin stay the same.
If the rainbow were to lose its beauty,
And the flowers their fragrance and their color,
My sadness wouldn't be as immense
As that of being without your love.
You matter to me, and you, and you,
And only you, and you, and you,
You matter to me, and you, and you,
And no one else but you.
Black eyes, cinnamon skin,
That drive me to despair;
You matter to me, and you, and you,
And no one else but you.