Текст и перевод песни Carlos Varela - Origami

Origami

Hay amor en un jardín,
Y en el cristal de una prisión.
Hay tanto amor cuando me dices sí
Y amor cuando me dices no.
Hay amores que perdí
Y otros que apenas supe si
Fue por amor que tanto encierro
A contraluz se convirtió en invierno.
Yo solo fui el origami aquel
Que se escondió en tu pelo,
Solo trataba de salvar, tal vez,
Tu frágil alma de papel del aguacero.
Yo solo fui el origami aquel
Que se escapó en tu pelo,
Solo trataba de salvarte
Una y otra vez
Tu frágil alma de papel,
Llena de miedo.
Hay amor en un sinfín
De cosas que tal vez no ves.
Amor que deja ciego a ratos
Como la luz de un pez
En los ojos de un gato.
Yo solo fui el origami aquel
Que se escondió en tu pelo,
Solo trataba de salvar, tal vez,
Tu frágil alma de papel del aguacero.
Yo solo fui el origami aquel
Que se escapó en tu pelo,
Solo trataba de salvarte
Una y otra vez
Tu frágil alma de papel,
Llena de miedo.
Hay amor en un jardín
Y en el cristal de una prisión,
Hay tanto amor
Cuando me dices sí
Y amor cuando parece noche
Y en tus ojos
Sale el sol.

Origami

Love exists in a garden fair,
And within prison walls, its presence is there.
So much love when you whisper yes,
And love when you confess no.
There are loves I've lost along the way,
And others I barely knew.
Was it for love I found myself astray,
Caught in a web where winter's chillness grew?
I was that origami, my dear,
That found a place within your hair.
Perhaps I sought to save, to heal,
Your fragile soul from sorrow's grip, so frail.
I was that origami, my dear,
That slipped away, no trace in sight.
I only wished to rescue you,
Time and time again,
Your fragile soul, a paper bird in flight,
With fear as its guide.
There's love in endless things unseen,
In hidden depths, where love's true essence is keen.
Love that blinds us at times,
Like the glow of a fish,
In the gaze of a cat, its eyes so wise.
I was that origami, my dear,
That found a place within your hair.
Perhaps I sought to save, to heal,
Your fragile soul from sorrow's grip, so frail.
I was that origami, my dear,
That slipped away, no trace in sight.
I only wished to rescue you,
Time and time again,
Your fragile soul, a paper bird in flight,
With fear as its guide.
Love exists in a garden fair,
And within prison walls, its presence is there.
So much love,
When you whisper yes,
And love when darkness seems to press,
And in your eyes,
The sun's caress.