Текст и перевод песни La Oreja de Van Gogh - Un Cuento Sobre el Agua

Un Cuento Sobre el Agua

Quisiera ser la lluvia que empapó
Tus ojos negros pidiéndome un beso
Yo quisiera ser el viento que sopló
Dejando tan gracioso tu cabello
Parando el tiempo en mi corazón
Quisiera ser el tallo de la flor
Con la que hiciste en mi boca el silencio
Quisiera ser la luz que iluminó
Tu rostro aquella noche de febrero
Cuando en secreto escuché tu voz
Quisiera ser la brisa
Que acaricia tu sonrisa
En el mar, en la montaña
O en el cielo azul de abril
Quisiera ser un verso
Dentro de tus pensamientos
Que recuerdes mi mirada
Suspirando en la ventana
Imaginando que apareces trás de mí
Y que me cojas de la mano
Que me susurres que has llegado
Que me prometas que a mi lado eres feliz
No haré preguntas
No habrá recuerdos
Haré que tu pasado sea solo un cuento
Que sobre el agua un día el viento escribió
Quisiera ser la estrella que pasó
Durante el tiempo que fuiste sincero
Quisiera no ser nunca la pasión
Que tú estafaste en los siguientes puertos
Diez mil mentiras por un favor
Quisiera ser la brisa
Que acaricia tu sonrisa
En el mar, en la montaña
O en el cielo azul de abril
Quisiera ser un verso
Dentro de tus pensamientos
Que recuerdes mi mirada
Suspirando en la ventana
Imaginando que apareces trás de mí
Y que me cojas de la mano
Que me susurres que has llegado
Que me prometas que a mi lado eres feliz
No haré preguntas
No habrá recuerdos
Haré que tu pasado sea solo un cuento
Que sobre el agua un día el viento escribió
Que sobre el agua un día el viento escribió
Que sobre el agua un día el viento escribió
Quisiera ser la lluvia que empapó
Tus ojos negros pidiéndome un beso...

A Story About the Water

I wish I were the rain that drenched you
Your black eyes begging for me to kiss you
I wish I were the wind that blew
Your hair twirled around in a funny way
Stopping time within my heart
I wish I were the stem of the flower
With which you silenced my mouth
I wish I were the light that lit up
Your face that February night
When I heard your voice in secret
I wish I were the breeze
The one that caresses your smile
In the sea, on the mountain
Or in the blue sky of April
I wish I were a verse
Within your thoughts
So that you'll remember my glance
Sighing at the window
Imagining you appear behind me
And that you'll take my hand
That you'll whisper that you've come
That you'll promise me that you're happy by my side
I won't ask any questions
There will be no memories
I'll make it so that your past is just a story
That the wind wrote on the water one day
I wish I were the star that passed by
During the time that you were sincere
I wish I were never the passion
That you scammed at the following ports
Ten thousand lies for a favor
I wish I were the breeze
The one that caresses your smile
In the sea, on the mountain
Or in the blue sky of April
I wish I were a verse
Within your thoughts
So that you'll remember my glance
Sighing at the window
Imagining you appear behind me
And that you'll take my hand
That you'll whisper that you've come
That you'll promise me that you're happy by my side
I won't ask any questions
There will be no memories
I'll make it so that your past is just a story
That the wind wrote on the water one day
That the wind wrote on the water one day
That the wind wrote on the water one day
I wish I were the rain that drenched you
Your black eyes begging for me to kiss you...