Текст и перевод песни Julio Jaramillo - Cien Veces

Cien Veces

Cien veces con asombro me han mirado
Discurrir entre pícaros y hampones
Embriagado de amor en cien mansiones
Y en cien lances, mi honor sé que he vengado

He perdido cien veces lo ganado
Y estuve por morir cien ocasiones
Cien mujeres gozaron mis favores
Y todas por infiel me han olvidado

Al rendir ignoradas doncelleces
Que no dio sofocar que hubiera

Ser cien en uno por gozar cien veces
Y hoy que sueño con nuevas ilusiones
Miro cómo se va la primavera
Quién tuviera, Señor, cien corazones
Quién tuviera, Señor, cien corazones

Ser cien en uno por gozar cien veces
Y hoy que sueño con nuevas ilusiones
Miro cómo se va la primavera
Quién tuviera, Señor, cien corazones
Quién tuviera, Señor, cien corazones

A Hundred Times

A hundred times with astonishment they have watched me
Discourse among rascals and rogues
Drunk with love in a hundred mansions
And in a hundred misadventures, my honor I know I have avenged

I have lost a hundred times what I have gained
And I have been about to die a hundred times
A hundred women have enjoyed my favors
And all because they have forgotten me as unfaithful

By surrendering unknown maidens
That there was no way to stifle

Being a hundred in one in order to enjoy a hundred times
And today that I dream of new illusions
I watch how the spring is going away
Who would have, dear, a hundred hearts
Who would have, dear, a hundred hearts

Being a hundred in one in order to enjoy a hundred times
And today that I dream of new illusions
I watch how the spring is going away
Who would have, dear, a hundred hearts
Who would have, dear, a hundred hearts