Paroles et traduction Miguel Gallardo - Gavilan O Paloma

Gavilan O Paloma

No dejabas de mirar, estabas sola
Completamente bella y sensual
Algo me acercó hacia ti como una ola
Y fui a decirte: "hola, ¿qué tal?"

Esa noche, entre tus brazos, caí en la trampa
Cazaste al aprendiz de seductor
Me diste de comer sobre tu palma
Haciéndome tu humilde servidor

Amiga
Hay que ver cómo es el amor
Que vuelva a quién lo toma
Gavilán o paloma
Pobre tonto
Ingenuo charlatán
Que fui paloma
Por querer ser gavilán

Amiga
Hay que ver cómo es el amor
Que vuelva a quién lo toma
Gavilán o paloma

Te bajé la cremallera del vestido
Y tú, no me dejaste casi hablar
Solamente suspirabas: "te necesito"
"Abrázame más fuerte, más"

Al mirarte me sentí desengañado
Y solo me dio frió, tu calor
Lentamente te solté de entre mis brazos
Y dije: "estate quieta, por favor"

Amiga
Hay que ver cómo es el amor
Que vuelva a quién lo toma
Gavilán o paloma
Pobre tonto
Ingenuo charlatán
Que fui paloma
Por querer ser gavilán

Amiga
Hay que ver cómo es el amor
Que vuelva a quién lo toma
Gavilán o paloma
Pobre tonto
Ingenuo charlatán
Que fui paloma
Por querer ser gavilán

Amiga
Hay que ver cómo es el amor
Que vuelva a quién lo toma
Gavilán o paloma

Hawk or Dove

Your gaze was fixed, you were alone
Utterly beautiful and sensual
Something drew me towards you like a wave
And I went over to you and said: "Hi, how are you?"

That night, in your arms, I fell into the trap
You ensnared the would-be seducer
You fed me from the palm of your hand
Making me your humble servant

My friend
You should see what love is like
It always comes back to its source
Hawk or dove
Poor fool
Naive chatterbox
I was a dove
For wanting to be a hawk

My friend
You should see what love is like
It always comes back to its source
Hawk or dove

I unzipped your dress
And you barely let me get a word in
You kept murmuring: "I need you"
"Hold me tighter, tighter"

When I looked at you, I felt disillusioned
And your warmth only made me feel cold
I slowly let you go from my arms
And said: "Be still, please"

My friend
You should see what love is like
It always comes back to its source
Hawk or dove
Poor fool
Naive chatterbox
I was a dove
For wanting to be a hawk

My friend
You should see what love is like
It always comes back to its source
Hawk or dove
Poor fool
Naive chatterbox
I was a dove
For wanting to be a hawk

My friend
You should see what love is like
It always comes back to its source
Hawk or dove