Текст и перевод песни Vieja Trova Santiaguera - Gusto y Sabor

Gusto y Sabor

Aunque tu me has hechado en el abandono
Aunque tu has muerto todas mis ilusiones
Y en vez de maldecirte con gusto en cono
En mis sueños te colmo
En mis sueños te colmo de bendiciones

Sufro la inmesa pena de tu extravio
Siento el dolor profundo de tu partida
Y lloro sin que sepas que el llanto mio
Tiene lagrimas negras
Tiene lagrimas negras como mi vida

Tu me quieres dejar yo no quiero sufrir
Contigo me voy mi santa aunque me cueste morir
Ay tu me quieres dejar yo no quiero sufrir
Contigo me voy mi santa aunque me cueste morir

Un jardinero de amor siembra una flor y se va
Otro viene y la cultiva de cual de los dos sera
Ay tu me quieres dejar yo no quiero sufrir
Contigo me voy mi santa aunque me cueste morir

Amada prenda querida no puedo vivir sin verte
Porque mi fin es quererte y amarte toda la vida
Ay tu me quieres dejar yo no quiero sufrir
Contigo me voy mi santa aunque me cueste morir

Yo te lo digo mi amor te lo repito otra vez
Contigo me voy mi santa porque contigo morire
Ay tu me quieres dejar yo no quiero sufrir
Contigo me voy mi santa aunque me cueste morir

Tu me quieres dejar yo no quiero sufrir
Contigo me voy mi santa aunque me cueste morir
Yo te lo digo mi amor que contigo morire
Contigo me voy mi santa te lo repito otra vez
Ay tu me quieres dejar yo no quiero sufrir
Contigo me voy mi santa aunque me cueste morir

Gusto y Sabor

Even though you have cast me into abandonment
Even though you have killed all my illusions
Instead of cursing you with bitterness,
In my dreams I fill you
In my dreams I fill you with blessings.

I suffer the immense pain of your straying
I feel the deep sorrow of your departure
And I cry without you knowing that the tears I shed
Are black tears
Are tears as black as my life.

You want to leave me, but I don't want to suffer
I will go with you, my saint, even if it costs me my life.
Oh, you want to leave me, but I don't want to suffer
I will go with you, my saint, even if it costs me my life.

A gardener of love plants a flower and leaves
Another comes and cultivates it, whose will it be?
Oh, you want to leave me, but I don't want to suffer
I will go with you, my saint, even if it costs me my life.

Beloved, precious one, I cannot live without seeing you
Because my end is to love you and cherish you all my life.
Oh, you want to leave me, but I don't want to suffer
I will go with you, my saint, even if it costs me my life.

I tell you, my love, I repeat it again
I will go with you, my saint, because with you I will die.
Oh, you want to leave me, but I don't want to suffer
I will go with you, my saint, even if it costs me my life.

You want to leave me, but I don't want to suffer
I will go with you, my saint, even if it costs me my life.
I tell you, my love, that with you I will die
I will go with you, my saint, I repeat it again
Oh, you want to leave me, but I don't want to suffer
I will go with you, my saint, even if it costs me my life.