Paroles et traduction Marina Heredia - Rosa Tardia

Rosa Tardia

Como una rosa tardía
Desojando una a una las hojas de la penita mía
Desojando una a una las hojas de la penita mía
Como una rosa tardía
Como una rosa tardía
Esta mañana me despertó tu olor
Te recordaba porque en mi se quedó
Todo se acabó, todo se acabó
En mi espejo me miro y veo
Que me has quita(d)o tu to(da) la vi(d)a
Y me has roba(d)o mis sentimientos
Ay el reloj que da la hora
Ay el reloj que da la hora
No perderé ni un minuto
Y tu ya has perdi(d)o conmigo
Primo to(d)ito tiempo del mundo
Y tu ya has perdi(d)o conmigo
Primo to(d)ito tiempo del mundo
Si tu no quieres primo que te quiera
Dimelo pero despacito porque si me lo dices muero
Me muero primo mío en un ratito
Anda y no rondes (?) más
Porque yo quiero gitano me camelas de verdad (?)
Porque yo quiero gitano me camelas de verdad (?)
Desojando una a una las hojas de la penita mía
Como una rosa tardía
Como una rosa tardía
Mira si te quiero
Que si tu vía/vida separasen de la mía
Me iría muriendo poco a poco
Día tras día sin ilusión ninguna
Como una rosa tardía
Desojando una a una las hojas de la penita mía
Desojando una a una las hojas de la penita mía
Como una rosa tardía
Como una rosa tardía...

Late Rose

Like a late rose,
Petal by petal tearing the leaves of my little pain,
Petal by petal tearing the leaves of my little pain,
Like a late rose,
Like a late rose,
This morning I woke up to your scent,
I remembered you because it stayed with me,
It's all over, it's all over,
I look in my mirror and see,
That you have taken away all my life,
And you have stolen my feelings,
Oh, the clock that tells the time,
Oh, the clock that tells the time,
I won't waste a minute,
And you have already lost,
First of all the time in the world,
And you have already lost,
First of all the time in the world,
If you don't want me to love you, dear.
Tell me, but do it softly, because if you tell me, I'll die
I'll die, my dear cousin, in a little while,
Go away and don't hover around any more,
Because I want a gypsy who will really love me,
Because I want a gypsy who will really love me,
Petal by petal tearing the leaves of my little pain,
Like a late rose,
Like a late rose,
Look how much I love you,
That if your life were separated from mine,
I would go on dying little by little.
Day after day with no hope,
Like a late rose,
Petal by petal tearing the leaves of my little pain.
Petal by petal tearing the leaves of my little pain,
Like a late rose,
Like a late rose...