Текст и перевод песни Alberto Tico Mercado - El Dolor de Tu Silencio

El Dolor de Tu Silencio

Te quisiera ver alegre sintiendo mis versos.
Te quisera ver "mi viejo" cantando a las flores.
Te quisiera ver soñando, riendo.
Mi viejo no hay ganas en ti ya se acaban tus fuerzas por Dios.
Y mi viejo no hay ganas en ti, ya se acaban tus fuerzas por Dios.
No quisiera imaginarme no que un podra un adios cerrar tus sueños
Hasta donde no sepa de ti, donde no pueda escuchar tu voz
Yo no quisiera pensar por Dios que un día tendre el dolor de tu silencio
No se si lo pueda resistir creo que prefiero morir mejor
Hay mi viejo cuando se cansen tus pasos, llorare tambien herido tu tristeza
Hay mi viejo cuando te falte la vida
Te llevaste la mia la confianza
Hay mi viejo ejemplo eres de mis años, lucha tu lo mas que puedas contra el tiempo
Se que tienes tanta fé que al calendario lo detendras manteniendo tu esperanza
Si pudiera para tu felicidad de mi vida te brindaba juventud
Rogaria al cielo una eternidad para darle a tus años nueva luz
Quisiera volver al tiempo cuando era pequeño
Me pintabas tu los sueños y en cuentos de hadas
Tu eras tan feliz al verme sonriendo
Me da tanta nostalgia sentir que ese tiempo tan lejos marcho...
Si el pasado volviera hasta ti pudiendo recubrir tus muchas canas
Se que yo volveria a ser feliz, junto a ti cantaba esa canción
Que tu le cantabas a mamá cuando la querias ver enamorada
Pero otra tristeza llegue a mi al saber que solos nos dejo
Hay mi viejo cuan inclemente es el tiempo que a los segundos tus sueños se marchitan
Hay mi viejo te estan marcando los años y ami esa ley de la vida me atormenta
No quisiera que llegue una despedida y un sueño eterno duerma tus ilusiones
Que el camino no muestre el fin de tu vida para que sigas cantando tus canciones
Si pudiera para tu felicidad de mi vida te brindaba juventud
Rogaria al cielo una eternidad para darle a tus años nueva luz
Pediria al cielo una eternidad para darle a tus años nueva luz.

The Pain of Your Silence

I would love to see you happy, feeling my verses.
I would love to see you "my old man" singing to the flowers.
I would love to see you dreaming, laughing.
My old man, there is no desire in you, your strength is running out by God.
And my old man, there is no desire in you, your strength is running out by God.
I would not want to imagine that a farewell could close your dreams
To the point where I don't know about you, where I can't hear your voice
I don't want to think by God that one day I will have the pain of your silence
I don't know if I can resist it. I think I'd rather die.
Oh, my old man, when your steps get tired, I will also cry, wounded by your sadness
Oh, my old man, when life fails you
You took my trust with you
Oh, my old man, you are an example of my years, fight against time as much as you can
I know you have so much faith that you will stop the calendar, keeping your hope alive.
If I could, for your happiness, I would give you the youth of my life
I would beg heaven for an eternity to give your years a new light
I would like to go back to the time when I was little
You painted my dreams and fairy tales for me
You were so happy to see me smile
It makes me so nostalgic to feel that time is so far gone...
If the past could come back to you, covering your many gray hairs
I know I would be happy again, singing that song with you
That you used to sing to Mom when you wanted to see her fall in love
But another sadness came to me when I learned that she left us alone
Oh, my old man, how relentless is time, that your dreams fade away in seconds
Oh, my old man, the years are marking you, and that law of life torments me.
I would not want a farewell to come, and an eternal dream to sleep your illusions
May the road not show the end of your life, so that you can keep singing your songs
If I could, for your happiness, I would give you the youth of my life
I would beg heaven for an eternity to give your years a new light
I would ask heaven for an eternity to give your years a new light.