Текст и перевод песни Luiza Barbosa - Seu Espinho e Flor de Tuna

Seu Espinho e Flor de Tuna

Seu Espinho era do campo
Morador da serrania
Era lanceiro de noite
Mas era espinho de dia

Flor de Tuna era caseira
Usava saia de chita
De dia se achava feia
De noite andava bonita

O pé de tuna do campo
Era o cenário perfeito
Pra um amor de flor bonita
E um espinho de respeito

Seu Espinho, moço novo
Se apaixonou pela flor
Mas tinham muitos no campo
Que juravam o mesmo amor

Ele era espinho de fato
Meio rude, mas direito
Só era de fazer mal
A quem chegasse sem jeito

Flor de Tuna tinha graça
Mimosa de flor vermelha
Só mostrava seus sorrisos
Pra receber as abelhas

Mas Flor de Tuna se abria
Quando a lua despontava
Rodava as franjas da saia
E pra todos se mostrava

Deitava sobre os espinhos
Judiava deles sem dó
Amor sem ser dos dois lados
É amor de um lado só

Quem passasse assim, olhando
Às vezes falava baixinho
Como pode a flor de tuna
Dar flor bonita e espinhos

Mas num domingo, à tardinha
Passou um gaúcho na estrada
E levou a Flor de Tuna
De presente à namorada

Levou a mão entre espinhos
Com jeito arrancou a flor
Seu Espinho e outros tantos
Viram partir seu amor

Não puderam fazer nada
Hoje lamentam sozinhos
Era bonita demais
Pra viver entre os espinhos

Flor de Tuna foi-se embora
Nem adeus disse na ida
Pareceu que não gostava
Nem um pouco dessa vida

Foi nas mãos de um cavaleiro
Para enfeitar um ranchinho
Vai sentir falta de casa
Murchando devagarzinho

Mas Seu Espinho ainda chora
Noites inteiras de mágoas
Flor de Tuna foi pra longe
Foi morar num copo d'água

Your Thorn and Tuna Flower

Your Thorn was from the countryside
A dweller of the mountains
He was a night rider
But he was a thorn by day

Tuna Flower was homely
She wore calico skirts
She thought herself ugly by day
But she was beautiful at night

The tuna tree in the countryside
Was the perfect setting
For a love of a beautiful flower
And a respectable thorn

Your Thorn, a young man
Fell in love with the flower
But there were many in the countryside
Who swore the same love

He was indeed a thorn
A bit rude, but honest
He would only do harm
To those who approached awkwardly

Tuna Flower was graceful
A shy flower with red blooms
She only showed her smiles
To welcome the bees

But Tuna Flower would open
When the moon would appear
She would twirl the fringes of her skirt
And show herself to all

She would lie down on the thorns
She would tease them without mercy
Love that is not mutual
Is love from only one side

Those who would pass by, watching
Would sometimes speak softly
How can the tuna flower
Bear beautiful flowers and thorns

But one Sunday, in the evening
A gaucho passed by on the road
And he took the Tuna Flower
As a gift for his girlfriend

He put his hand among the thorns
With care he plucked the flower
Your Thorn and many others
Watched their love depart

They could do nothing
Today they mourn alone
She was too beautiful
To live among thorns

Tuna Flower went away
She did not even say goodbye
It seemed like she did not like it
Not even a little bit, this life

She went away in the hands of a horseman
To decorate a little ranch
She will miss her home
Wilting away slowly

But Your Thorn still cries
Whole nights of sorrow
Tuna Flower went far away
She went to live in a glass of water