Текст и перевод песни Joan Manuel Serrat - Dejad Que Cante el Muchacho

Dejad Que Cante el Muchacho

No pienses que tiene nada contra ti,
Si te atropella por la calle
Y no te dice adiós,
Es porque no te vió
No hables de ingratitud.
Sabes que estima tu compañía
En lo que vale.
No es que se haya vuelto imbécil
De repente, a juzgar
Por esa estúpida sonrisa.
Ni creas que se confunde
Si te llama Margarita
Es difícil, pero trata de entender
Que no se le rompe el alma
Aunque le veas llorar,
Ni juega sucio por no decir la verdad
Ni oculta nada porque esconda
Algunas cosas
Dale tiempo y disculpa la soberbia
De quien se siente
Un hombre afortunado.
Dejad que cante el muchacho
Ese que se ha enamorado.

Let the Boy Sing

Don't think he has anything against you,
If he runs you over in the street
And doesn't say goodbye,
It's because he didn't see you.
Don't talk about ingratitude.
You know he values your company
For what it's worth.
It's not that he's become an imbecile
Suddenly, judging
By that stupid smile.
And don't think he's confused
If he calls you Margarita.
It's hard, but try to understand
That his heart doesn't break
Even if you see him cry,
And he doesn't play dirty by not telling the truth
And he doesn't hide anything because he's hiding
Some things.
Give him time and excuse the arrogance
Of someone who feels
A lucky man.
Let the boy sing
The one who has fallen in love.