Текст и перевод песни Augusto Polo Campos feat. Juan Diego Flórez - Cuando llora mi guitarra

Cuando llora mi guitarra

Cansado de llamarte
Con mi alma destrozada
Comprendo que no vienes
Porque no quiere dios
Y al ver que inutilmente
Te envio mis palabras
Llorando mi guitarra
Se deja oir su voz
Y al ver que inutilmente
Te envio mis palabras
Llorando mi guitarra
Se deja oir su voz

Llora guitarra porque eres mi voz de dolor
Grita de nuevo su nombre si no te escucho
Y... dile que aun la quiero
Que aun espero que vuelva
Que si no viene mi amor no tiene consuelo
Que solitario sin su cariño me muero
Guitarra tu que interpretas
En tu vibrar mi quebranto

Tu que recibes en tu madera mi llanto

Llora conmigo si no la vieras volver
Llora guitarra porque eres mi voz de dolor

Grita de nuevo su nombre si no te escucho
Y... dile que aun la quiero
Que aun espero que vuelva
Que si no viene mi amor no tiene consuelo
Que solitario sin su cariño me muero
Guitarra tu que interpretas
En tu vibrar mi quebranto
Tu que recibes en tu madera mi llanto
Llora conmigo si no la vieras volver

When My Guitar Cries

Tired of calling you
With my soul destroyed
I understand that you won't come
Because God doesn't want
And seeing that it's useless
I send you my words
My guitar crying
Lets its voice be heard
And seeing that it's useless
I send you my words
My guitar crying
Lets its voice be heard

Cry guitar because you're my voice of pain
Call out her name again if you don't hear me
And tell her that I still love her
That I still hope she'll return
That if she doesn't come my love will find no solace
That lonely without her affection I'll die
Guitar you, who interprets
In your strumming my heartbreak

You, who receives in your wood my tears

Cry with me if you don't see her return
Cry guitar because you're my voice of pain

Call out her name again if you don't hear me
And tell her that I still love her
That I still hope she'll return
That if she doesn't come my love will find no solace
That lonely without her affection I'll die
Guitar you, who interprets
In your strumming my heartbreak
You, who receives in your wood my tears
Cry with me if you don't see her return