José - Miri Ben-Ari, Aventura

Las maletas en la puerta, Jose ya se va a marchar

A la Guerra por su patria sin fecha de regresar, ahh ahh

Dice a los niños recen mucho por su padre, los voy a extrañar,

Y una esposa preocupada, una agonia con ganas de reclamar

JOSE…

Quien nos cuida, y nos proteje Como tu siempre lo has hecho,

Como duermo si dormia acostadita en tu pecho,

Quien despierta mis mañanas con chuleria y besitos,

Y en esta navidad quien alumbra el arbolito,

Aunque tengo la esperanza de que dios sige tus pasos,

Hoy se sabe que un soldado facil puede fracazar,

Quien me da la garantia de que volveras a casa,

Porque miro tu retrato y me dan ganas de llorar

Ahora dime quieeeeeeeenn, ahora dime quieeeennnnnn

Aventura

Les presento, Mary Benery

She’s nassstty,

Llora me ami, llora

Una historia un poco amarga, Jose tiene que partir, ahhhh ahhhh

un soldado en batalla sin saber cual es su fin,

ya se despide y le dice a el mas pequeño no llores asi,

Que pronto vuelvo, y la esposa en silencio oculta el sufrir,

Tiene un nudo en la garganta, pero no quiere llorar,

Ella sabe que con llantos nada puede remediar,

Y disfrasa su tristesa con sonrisa a angelical, aunque muriendo por dentro le

quisiera reprochar…

JOSE…

Quien nos cuida, y nos proteje Como tu siempre lo has hecho,

como duermo si dormia acostadita en tu pecho,

Quien despierta mis mañanas con chuleria y besitos,

Y en esta navidad quien alumbra el arbolito,

Aunque tengo la esperanza de que dios sige tus pasos,

Hoy se sabe que un soldado facil puede fracazar,

Quien me da la garantia de que volveras a casa,

Porque miro tu retrato y me dan ganas de llorar

Ahora dime quieeeenn, ahora dime quieeeeennn

This one goes out to all those fallen soldiers, the heroes that go to battle

for us…

May they rest in peace.

The suitcases at the door, Jose is already going to leave

To the war for his homeland with no return date, ahh ahh

He tells the children to pray a lot for their father, I will miss them,

And a worried wife, an agony wanting to claim

JOSEPH…

Who cares for us, and protects us As you have always done,

How do I sleep if I slept lying on your chest,

Who wakes up my mornings with bravado and little kisses,

And this Christmas who lights up the little tree,

Although I have the hope that God follows in your footsteps,

Today it is known that an easy soldier can fail,

Who gives me the guarantee that you will return home,

Because I look at your portrait and it makes me want to cry

Now tell me whoeeeeeeenn, now tell me whoeeeeennnnnn

Adventure

I present to you, Mary Benery

She she's nassstty,

Cry for me, cry

A somewhat bitter story, Jose has to leave, ahhhh ahhhh

a soldier in battle without knowing what his end is,

he already says goodbye and tells the youngest don't cry like that,

That soon I return, and the wife in silence hides the suffering,

He has a lump in his throat, but he doesn't want to cry,

She knows that with tears she can remedy nothing,

And she disguises her sadness with an angelic smile, although dying inside her

I would like to reproach...

JOSEPH…

Who cares for us, and protects us As you have always done,

How do I sleep if I slept lying on your chest,

Who wakes up my mornings with bravado and little kisses,

And this Christmas who lights up the little tree,

Although I have the hope that God follows in your footsteps,

Today it is known that an easy soldier can fail,

Who gives me the guarantee that you will return home,

Because I look at your portrait and it makes me want to cry

Now tell me whoeeeeen, now tell me whoeeeeennn

This one goes out to all those fallen soldiers, the heroes that go to battle

for u…

May they rest in peace.