Текст и перевод песни Enrique Morente - Aunque Es de Noche (Tango)

Aunque Es de Noche (Tango)

Qué bien sé yo la fuente que mana y corre,
Aunque es de noche.

Aquella eterna fuente está escondida,
Que bien sé yo donde tiene su manida,
Aunque es de noche.

En esta noche oscura de esta vida
Qué bien sé yo por fe la fuente fría,
Aunque es de noche.

Su origen no lo sé, pues no lo tiene,
Más sé que todo origen de ella viene,
Aunque es de noche.

Sé que no puede haber cosa tan bella,
Y que cielos y tierra beben de ella,
Aunque es de noche.

Bien sé que suelo en ella no se halla,
Y que ninguno puede vadearla,
Aunque es de noche.

Su claridad nunca es oscurecida,
Y toda luz de ella es venida,
Aunque es de noche.

Y son tan caudalosas sus corrientes
Que cielos, infiernos riegan y las gentes,
Aunque es de noche.

La corriente que nace de esta fuente
Bien sé que es tan capaz y omnipotente,
Aunque es de noche.

La corriente que de estas dos procede
Sé que ninguna de ellas le precede,
Aunque es de noche.

En esta eterna fuente está escondida
En este vivo pan por darme vida,
Aunque es de noche.

Aquí se está llamando a las criaturas,
Y de esta agua se hartan, aunque a oscuras
Aunque es de noche.

En esta viva fuente que deseo,
En este pan de vida yo la veo,
Aunque es de noche.

Although It's Night (Tango)

I know well the source that flows and runs,
Though it's night.

That eternal source is hidden,
I know well where it's source is found,
Though it's night.

In this dark night of this life
I know well by faith the cold spring,
Though it's night.

I don't know its origin as it has none,
But I know that every origin comes from it,
Though it's night.

I know that there can't be anything so beautiful,
And that heaven and earth drink from it,
Though it's night.

I know well that its bottom cannot be found,
And that no one can wade through it,
Though it's night.

Its light is never darkened,
And all light comes from it,
Though it's night.

And its currents are so abundant
That they water heaven, hell, and mankind,
Though it's night.

The current that flows from this source
I know well is so capable and omnipotent,
Though it's night.

The current that proceeds from these two
I know that neither of them precedes it,
Though it's night.

In this eternal source is hidden
In this living bread to give me life,
Though it's night.

Here it is calling to creatures,
And they quench their thirst from this water, although in darkness
Though it's night.

In this living source that I desire,
In this bread of life I see it,
Though it's night.