La Hora del Cantor - Luciano Pereyra

Las luces que se encienden y la orquesta ya empezo,

llego la hora del cantor.

Se inunda con aplauzos y es un manto de calor

mi alma va en cada cancion.

Y entre tantas miradas tus ojitos encontre

pues otra vez me enamore.

Volando noche a noche en esta vida de cantor

dificil es sacar el amor.

Tu risa picarona le echa fuego al corazon

y a mi cantar dulce mistol.

Despues de la jornada la paciencia concreto

pobre tu miel por fin a flor.

y aunque no lo quisiera otra vez te veo marchar

igual que tu hire a llorar.

volando noche a noche en esta vida de cantor

dificil es sacar el amor.

The lights that turn on and the orchestra already started,

the time of the singer arrived.

It is flooded with applause and it is a blanket of heat

my soul goes in every song.

And between so many looks I found your little eyes

Well, I fell in love again.

Flying night after night in this life of a singer

It's hard to get love out.

Your mischievous laugh sets fire to the heart

and my singing sweet mistol.

After the day the concrete patience

poor your honey finally blooming.

and even if I didn't want it again I see you go

just like your hire to cry.

flying night after night in this life of a singer

It's hard to get love out.