Текст и перевод песни Pablo Milanés feat. Ana Belén - De Que Callada Manera

De Que Callada Manera

De qu callada manera
Se me adentra usted sonriendo
Como si fuera la primavera,
Yo muriendo.
Y de qu modo sutil
Me derram en la camisa
Todas las flores de abril.
Quin le dijo que yo era
Risa siempre, nunca llanto?
Como si fuera la primavera,
No soy tanto!

En cambio, qu espiritual
Que usted me brinde una rosa
De su rosal principal.
De qu callada manera
Se me adentra usted sonriendo
Como si fuera la primavera,
Yo muriendo,
Yo muriendo.
Contributed by Joaqun Moya
Feb-97

In What a Silent Manner

In what a silent manner
You come to me and smile,
As if you were springtime,
Me dying.
And in what a subtle way
I spill upon my shirt
All the flowers of April.
Who told you that I was always
Laughter, never tears?
As if you were springtime,
I am not that!

Instead, how spiritual
That you should offer me a rose
From your main rose bush.
In what a silent manner
You come to me and smile,
As if you were springtime,
Me dying,
Me dying.
Contributed by Joaqun Moya
Feb-97