Текст и перевод песни Pedro Infante - El Jasmin Deshojado

El Jasmin Deshojado

Nacio un njazmin
Junto a un rosal en flor
Regando sus quereres
Por todo el jardín
Nació mi amor
Nació en abril
Y con la primavera
Por vez primera
Yo lo enjardine
Pense deshojarlo
Porque tube celos
Y al ir a arrancarlo
Que pena sentí
Al ver en sus ojos
Brotar silenciosas
Dos lagrimas tristes
Que fueron la vida
Del pobre jazmin
Pense deshojarlo
Porque tube celos
Y al ir a arrancarlo
Que pena sentí
Al ver en sus ojos
Brotar silenciosas
Dos lagrimas tristes
Que fueron la vida
Del pobre jazmin
Dos lagrimas tristes
Que fueron la vida
Del pobre jazmin

The Withered Jasmine

A jasmine was born
Next to a blooming rose
Watering its desires
Throughout the garden
My love was born
Born in April
And with springtime
For the first time
I planted it
I thought to pluck it
Because I was jealous
And when I went to pull it out
Oh, how sorry I felt
To see in its eyes
Silently welling up
Two sorrowful tears
That were the life
Of the poor jasmine
I thought to pluck it
Because I was jealous
And when I went to pull it out
Oh, how sorry I felt
To see in its eyes
Silently welling up
Two sorrowful tears
That were the life
Of the poor jasmine
Two sorrowful tears
That were the life
Of the poor jasmine