Paroles et traduction Joe Veras - Viejo Amigo

Viejo Amigo

Viejo amigo que bueno que te he encontrado
Tu conoces la mujer de quien estoy enamorado
Tu que a diario la ves y conoces de su vida
Llévale esta flor, llévale esta carta, háblale de mi,
Dile que este hombre la ama.
Que de insomnio me puedo morir, que no duermo pensando en ella
Dile que se apiade de mi, que me la paso deseando verla.

Soy tu amigo y puedo llevar tu recado,
Pero déjame hacerte saber que en silencio yo también la amo.
Es verdad la conozco y la veo a diario,
Quizás no le hagan falta flores tal vez no le hagan falta palabras
Tal vez no le haga falta amor,
Esa mujer es a otro a quien ama.
Yo de insomnio tambien puedo morir,
Tampoco duermo pensando en ella
Amigo mio yo tambien como tu, aunque la veo no puedo tenerla.

Ambos

Solo nosotros sabemos lo que por ella sentimos,
Hay como duele enamorarse y no ser correspondido.

Tu que a diario la ves y conoces de su vida
Llévale esta flor, llévale esta carta, háblale de mi,
Dile que este hombre la ama.

Es verdad la conozco y la veo a diario,
Quizás no le hagan falta flores tal vez no le hagan falta palabras
Tal vez no le haga falta amor,
Esa mujer es a otro a quien ama

Old Friend

Old friend, I'm so glad I found you
You know the woman I'm in love with
You see her every day and know her life
Take this flower, take this letter, tell her about me
Tell her that this man loves her
That I could die of insomnia, that I can't sleep thinking about her
Tell her to have mercy on me, that I spend my time wishing I could see her

I am your friend and I can deliver your message
But let me tell you that I love her too, in silence
It's true, I know her and I see her every day
Perhaps she doesn't need flowers, perhaps she doesn't need words
Perhaps she doesn't need love
That woman loves another
I too could die of insomnia
I too can't sleep thinking about her
My friend, I too, even though I see her, I cannot have her

Both

Only we know what we feel for her
Oh, how it hurts to fall in love and not be loved in return

You see her every day and know her life
Take this flower, take this letter, tell her about me
Tell her that this man loves her

It's true, I know her and I see her every day
Perhaps she doesn't need flowers, perhaps she doesn't need words
Perhaps she doesn't need love
That woman loves another