Rosemary - Andrés Calamaro

Yo sé Rosemary,

que tú Rosemary

aún no eres mujer.

Yo sé Rosemary,

que al fin Rosemary

tu amor ha de nacer.

Yo sé Rosemary,

que al fin Rosemary

a mí te entregarás.

Igual que una flor

se entrega…

Al llegar la primavera,

Rosemary,

tu amor todo mío será.

Quizás Rosemary,

en ti Rosemary

exista una ilusión.

Quizás Rosemary,

en mí Rosemary

exista otra ilusión.

Yo sé Rosemary,

que al fin Rosemary

todo ha de salir bien.

Igual que en esos cuentos

en que al llegar la primavera,

Rosemary,

tu amor todo mío será

I know Rosemary,

that you Rosemary

you are not yet a woman.

I know Rosemary,

that at last Rosemary

your love has to be born.

I know Rosemary,

that at last Rosemary

you will give yourself to me

just like a flower

is delivered…

When spring comes,

Rosemary,

your love will be all mine.

Maybe rosemary

in you Rosemary

there is an illusion.

Maybe rosemary

in me Rosemary

There is another illusion.

I know Rosemary,

that at last Rosemary

everything has to go well.

Just like in those stories

when when spring comes,

Rosemary,

your love will be all mine