Текст и перевод песни Roberto Goyeneche - Carrousel

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Nada mas que tus ojos castaños
En un año perdido y marchito
Nada mas que un rondin pequeñito
Y un pequeño poema en menor
Nada mas que un afan de distancia
En tu infancia feliz de novela
Y tu frenza rebelde y tu espuela
Nada mas nada mas nada mas.
Carrousel van rodando cansados
Tus colores pintados a mano
Con su tibia ilusion de verano
Y sus vanos recuerdos de ayer
Carrousel organito gastado
Musiquita de todos los dias
Porque quieres volverme al pasado
Si el pasado no quiere volver.
Un osito de trompa manchada
En tu almohada de nieve y de raso
Y un recuerdo siguiendo tus pasos
En la tarde que quiere llover
Nada mas que un ayer sin memoria
En tu historia lejana y trigueña
Y tu risa que pequeña
Nada mas nada mas nada mas.

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Only your chestnut eyes
In a lost and withered year
Just a tiny roundabout
And a small poem in minor
Just a desire for distance
In your happy novelistic childhood
And your rebellious frenzy and your spur
That's all, that's all, that's all.
Carousel rolling along tiredly
Your colors painted by hand
With its warm summer illusion
And its vain memories of yesterday
Carousel, worn-out organ
Everyday little music box
Why do you want to take me back to the past
If the past doesn't want to come back.
A teddy bear with a smudged nose
On your pillow of snow and satin
And a memory following your steps
In the afternoon that wants to rain
Just a yesterday without memory
In your distant and swarthy story
And your laugh, how small
That's all, that's all, that's all.