Текст и перевод песни Buyuchek - La Hija Del Sultán (Live)

La Hija Del Sultán (Live)

Una guitarra y un morral
Allá en su cuarto únicamente
Trabaja a diario solamente
Para verla al pasar
Y su cuerpo imaginar
No es de su nivel es hija del sultán

Ella cubierta en un turbante
Le ve y lo mira de reojo
El por poco vuelve loco
Es discreto al pasar
Saluda a su majestad
Finge trabajar y el castillo cuidar

Al ocultarse el sol
El peón sale a cantar
Su guitarra hace llorar
El viento le hace un favor

En el balcón ella esta
Lo escucha con atención
Y enamorada de su voz
Le manda un beso de amor
Y así mas se enamora el peón
Y así

Sin miedo entre la oscuridad
Se acerca pronto hacia el castillo
Se posa frente aquel balcón
Y amarrado de un cordón
Sube pronto al paraíso

Sin preguntar y necesidad de hablar
El amor los une en uno mismo
Su sangre hirviendo de pasión
El linaje una objeción
Hay un cielo caso omiso
Dos almas un mismo destino
Se alumbraron con el sol

A la mañana al despertar
El sultán ya se a enterado
Que su hija se a escapado
El peón se la a robado
Tradiciones han burlado

El sultán sus hombres manda a buscar
Exige pronto detengan su camino
Pero es mas fuerte el amor
No conoce condición
Clase social o compromisos
Ya estaba escrito su destino
Y nadie, los podrá separar

Solo la muerte, los podrá separar

The Sultan's Daughter (Live)

A guitar and a backpack
There in his room alone
He works every day alone
Just to see her pass
And imagine his body
She is not of his level, she is the sultan's daughter

She covered in a turban
He sees her and looks at her sideways
He almost goes crazy
He is discreet when passing by
He greets His Majesty
He pretends to work and to take care of the castle

As the sun sets
The pawn goes out to sing
His guitar makes him cry
The wind does him a favor

She is on the balcony
She listens to him attentively
And in love with his voice
She sends him a kiss of love
And thus the pawn falls more in love
And so

Fearlessly in the darkness
He soon approaches the castle
He stands before that balcony
And tied to a cord
He soon climbs to paradise

Without asking and with no need to speak
Love unites them into one
Their blood boiling with passion
Lineage an objection
There is a sky that ignores everything
Two souls, one destiny
They were illuminated by the sun

In the morning at awakening
The sultan has already found out
That his daughter has escaped
The pawn has stolen her away
They have scorned tradition

The sultan sends his men to search
He demands that they stop their journey
But love is stronger
It knows no condition
Class or social commitments
Their destiny was already written
And no one can separate them

Only death can separate them