Текст и перевод песни Victor Heredia - Parte del Cielo (with Pedro Aznar)

Parte del Cielo (with Pedro Aznar)

Mira esta ciudad en su cielo austral,
Duerme, sin saber cuánto nos pasa.
Tan callada está, escucha penar
Tanto corazón sin esperanza.

Amanece bajo esta llovizna,
Pasa un viejo con su traje de nostalgia
Y, este amor ahogado se hace zamba,
Baila por saber que es la última ve
Que tendré tu rostro entre mis manos.

Si pudiera volver a esos años de sol,
Cuando todo era puro horizonte,
Me pondría otra vez nuestras alas de amar,
Para ir sin pudor a pedirte
Que no dejes morir lo que el tiempo mató,
Lo que lloro, aferrado a un recuerdo;
Que me vuelvas a amar, que no olvides jamás
Que una vez fuimos parte del cielo.

Quiero imaginar que verás igual
Esa soledad que desampara.
Nuestro viejo amor, bajo un cielo austral,
Mientras llora el mar su eterna danza.

La sirena de un barco abalanzado,
Su gemido entre la niebla esta mañana;
Desfallece el mundo en mi ventana,
Muere al comprender que es la última vez
Que tendré tu rostro entre mis manos.

Si pudiera volver a esos años de sol,
Cuando todo era puro horizonte,
Me pondría otra vez nuestras alas de amar,
Para ir sin pudor a pedirte
Que no dejes morir lo que el tiempo mató,
Lo que lloro, aferrado a un recuerdo;
Que me vuelvas a amar, que no olvides jamás
Que una vez fuimos parte del cielo,
Que una vez fuimos parte del cielo,
Que una vez fuimos parte del cielo.

Part of the Sky (with Pedro Aznar)

Look at this city in its southern sky,
It sleeps, unaware of all that befalls us.
So silent it is, listening to the sorrow
Of so many hearts that have lost all hope.

It dawns under this drizzle,
An old man walks by wearing his suit of nostalgia,
And this drowned love turns into a zamba,
Dances because it knows it's the last time
I'll hold your face in my hands.

If I could go back to those sunny years,
When everything was a pure horizon,
I would once again put on our wings of love,
To shamelessly beg you
Not to let die what time has killed,
What I weep, clinging to a memory;
That you love me again, that you never forget
That once we were part of the sky.

I want to imagine that you too will see
That solitude that abandons.
Our old love, under a southern sky,
While the sea cries its eternal dance.

The siren of an oncoming ship,
Its wail in the fog this morning;
The world faints in my window,
Dies as it understands that it's the last time
I'll hold your face in my hands.

If I could go back to those sunny years,
When everything was a pure horizon,
I would once again put on our wings of love,
To shamelessly beg you
Not to let die what time has killed,
What I weep, clinging to a memory;
That you love me again, that you never forget
That once we were part of the sky,
That once we were part of the sky,
That once we were part of the sky.