Текст и перевод песни Lucio Battisti - La Cinta Rosa (Con Il Nastro Rosa) - Remastered

La Cinta Rosa (Con Il Nastro Rosa) - Remastered

Persiguiendo una libélula en un prado,
Un día que había huido del pasado,
Cuando ya creía que lo había logrado,
He fallado.
Una frase tonta me ha dejado en suspenso,
Me ha abrumado: "No es como yo la pienso".
El sentimiento era demasiado intenso,
Y me he quedado.
No sé.
No sé quién eres.
No sé qué serás.
No sé qué será de nosotros.
Lo aprenderemos sólo viviendo.
Temo por eso esta ternura,
Ahora que nuestra aventura
Es una historia ya verdadera,
¡deseo tanto que seas sincera!
En esta tienda que contiene tantas cosas,
Y unas son negras, otras verdes, otras rosas,
Debo elegir la que conviene a mi destino:
No sé el camino.
He regresado con mi compra hasta mi casa
Y tengo miedo de romper la cinta rosa,
Que no es lo mismo equivocarse en una cosa
Que en una esposa.
No sé,
No sé quién eres.
No sé qué serás.
No sé qué será de nosotros.
Lo aprenderemos sólo viviendo.
Temo por eso esta ternura.
Ahora que nuestra aventura es una historia ya verdadera,
¡deseo tanto que seas sincera!

The Pink Ribbon (With The Pink Ribbon) - Remastered

Chasing a dragonfly in a meadow,
One day that had fled from the past,
When I already believed I had made it,
I failed.
A silly phrase has left me in suspense,
It has overwhelmed me: "It's not how I think it is".
The feeling was too intense,
And I stayed.
I don't know.
I don't know who you are.
I don't know what you will be.
I don't know what will become of us.
We will learn it only by living.
I fear for that reason this tenderness,
Now that our adventure
Is already a true story,
I wish so much you are sincere!
In this shop that contains so many things,
And some are black, others green, others pink,
I must choose the one that suits my destiny:
I don't know the way.
I have returned with my purchase to my house
And I'm afraid to break the pink ribbon,
That it's not the same to be wrong about one thing
As it is about a wife.
I don't know,
I don't know who you are.
I don't know what you will be.
I don't know what will become of us.
We will learn it only by living.
I fear for that reason this tenderness.
Now that our adventure is already a true story,
I wish so much you are sincere!