Текст и перевод песни Pastora Soler - Ha Sido Bello

Ha Sido Bello

No me pidas disculpas
Por decirme lo que tú sientes,
No te guardes los fuegos
Que te queman por dentro
Y van menguándote el alma.

No te arrepientas,
No lo hagas dulce que me amargas más,
Deja que el viento
Sople allá donde quiera soplar.

Ya nos veremos y nos contaremos
Como ha ido nuestro caminar,
Me lavaré la carita en la fuente
Y pasearemos nuestra libertad.

No te resignes a quedarte con lo que quedó,
A sentir un dolor que te sobra del corazón.

Ha sido bello, muy bello,
Casi tan bello como tu sonrisa,
Ha sido cierto, tan cierto...
Pregúntale a mi lágrima en tu almohada.
Pregúntale a esas noches de primavera,
Que seguro te dirán que si.

Que ha sido bello, muy bello,
Aunque mis labios ya no pidan nada,
Ha sido cierto, tan cierto,
Que ya no acierto a ver por qué es de noche.
Derretiré el glaciar que llevo en mi alma
Y quizás te encontraré de nuevo.

No me pidas disculpas...

No te resignes a quedarte con lo que quedó,
Quedan futuros
Que quizás te arroparán mejor que yo.

Ya nos veremos y nos miraremos
Y una sonrisa nos dibujarán,
Amainarán tus ojos y los míos
Por encima de la tempestad.

No me sorprende,
Me parece que esto ya lo he vivío yo,
Que me sonaba tu cara, sonaba a que se acabó.

Ha sido bello, muy bello...

It Was Beautiful

Don't ask me to apologize
For telling me how you feel,
Don't hold back the fire
That burns inside of you
And slowly consumes your soul.

Don't regret it,
Don't say it, my darling, for it pains me even more,
Let the wind
Blow wherever it may.

We shall see each other again and we shall tell each other
How our paths have been,
I shall wash my face in the fountain
And we shall stroll in our freedom.

Do not resign yourself to staying with what was,
To feeling a pain that fills your heart.

It was beautiful, very beautiful,
Almost as beautiful as your smile,
It was true, oh so true...
Just ask my tears on your pillow.
Ask those spring nights,
They will surely tell you that it's true.

That it was beautiful, very beautiful,
Even though my lips ask for nothing more,
It was true, oh so true,
That now I cannot understand why it is night.
I will melt the glacier in my soul
And perhaps I will find you again.

Don't ask me to apologize...

Do not resign yourself to staying with what was,
There are futures
That will perhaps embrace you better than I.

We shall see each other again and we shall look at each other
And a smile we shall draw,
Your eyes and mine will calm down
Above the storm.

It does not surprise me,
I believe I have already lived this,
That your face sounded familiar, it sounded like it was over.

It was beautiful, very beautiful...