La Vertiente - Gepe

Alguien ha herido al monte con un puñal

Y de la herida brota un manantial

El valle dijo al monte: «Quiero beber

El agua de tus cumbres deja correr»

Vida, vamos al cerro

A beber el agua de la vertiente

Quisiera yo calmar la sed

Que me ha dado tu amor ardiente

Ay, ay, ay, ni el agua que brota

Mi vida, calmará

Esta sed que tengo

Mi vida, de tu boca

Mi vida, de tu boca

Brota entre verde zarza en la gruta oscura

Así brotó mi amor, ay, entre amarguras

Bien sabes, vida mía, que estoy herido

Cual puñal en el alma hiere tu olvido

Vida, vamos al cerro

A beber el agua de la vertiente

Quisiera yo calmar la sed

Que me ha dado tu amor ardiente

Ay, ay, ay, ni el agua que brota

Mi vida, calmará

Esta sed que tengo

Mi vida, de tu boca

Mi vida, de tu boca

Someone has wounded the mountain with a dagger

And from the wound sprouts a spring

The valley said to the mountain: "I want to drink

Let the water of your summits run»

Life, let's go to the hill

To drink the water from the spring

I would like to quench my thirst

That your burning love has given me

Oh, oh, oh, not even the water that flows

My life, it will calm

This thirst that I have

My life, from your mouth

My life, from your mouth

It sprouts among green brambles in the dark grotto

That's how my love sprouted, oh, between bitterness

You know very well, my life, that I am wounded

which dagger in the soul wounds your oblivion

Life, let's go to the hill

To drink the water from the spring

I would like to quench my thirst

That your burning love has given me

Oh, oh, oh, not even the water that flows

My life, it will calm

This thirst that I have

My life, from your mouth

My life, from your mouth