Текст и перевод песни Alberto Cortez - Endecha del solitario

Endecha del solitario

En qué cabeza cabe, dónde cabe
Pensar que en mi crepúsculo te ame.
En qué cabeza cabe, en qué cabeza cabe

Pensar que desde aquí, desde mi hastío
Pueda llegar a amarte sin testigos
Pueda ser yo quien dé lo que ha perdido
Y merecer así lo inmerecido

Yo, vacío por dentro y sin más cielo
Que el espacio sin límites de un verso
Yo, que nunca sabré si es este vuelo
El de un pájaro azul en el desierto

En qué cabeza cabe, dónde cabe
Pensar que yo, nostálgico, te ame.
En qué cabeza cabe, en qué cabeza cabe

Suponerte conmigo alucinada
Entre una decepción y una esperanza
Ayer he muerto, ayer y no hay mañana
Se ha llenado de invierno ya mi alma

Si para mí no hay noche sin fantasmas
Un eco en la penumbra y en un sueño
Tu risa en otra risa reclamada
Tu voz en otra voz enamorada

En qué cabeza cabe, dónde cabe
Pensar que yo en un vertigo te ame.
En qué cabeza cabe, en qué cabeza cabe

En qué cabeza cabe, dónde cabe
Pensar que yo, sonámbulo, te ame.
En qué cabeza cabe, en qué cabeza cabe

Perdóname, muchacha, pero es tarde
Y ya no tengo nada para darte
En qué cabeza cabe, en qué cabeza cabe
En qué cabeza cabe, en qué cabeza cabe
En qué cabeza cabe, en qué cabeza cabe

Elegy of the lonely one

Who would have thought, where would it be
To think that in my twilight I would love you.
Who would have thought, who would have thought

To think that from here, from my weariness
I could come to love you without witnesses
I could be the one to give what he has lost
And thus deserve the undeserved

I am empty inside and with no other heaven
Apart from the boundless space of a verse
I, who will never know if this flight
Is that of a blue bird in a desert

Who would have thought, where would it be
To think that I, nostalgic, would love you.
Who would have thought, who would have thought

To imagine you with me, dazzled
Between a disappointment and a hope
Yesterday I died, yesterday and there is no tomorrow
My soul has been filled with winter

If there is no night without ghosts
An echo in the shadows and in a dream
Your laughter will be claimed by another's laughter
Your voice by another's voice in love

Who would have thought, where would it be
To think that I, in a vertigo, would love you.
Who would have thought, who would have thought

Who would have thought, where would it be
To think that I, sleepwalking, would love you.
Who would have thought, who would have thought

Forgive me, girl, but it's too late
And I have nothing left to give you.
Who would have thought, who would have thought
Who would have thought, who would have thought
Who would have thought, who would have thought