Verde canalla - Miguel Bose

Los recuerdos cristalizan con el tiempo.

La memoria conserva algunos bajo forma

de cuarzos olorosos.

Pero la mayoría de ellos se sospecha que nunca fueron del todo pulidos.

Esos son los que siguen y seguirán volviendo, como lo hace todo aquello que no

se resuelve en el tiempo.

Y esos, se merecen un bolero.

Y dirán tal vez que fuiste mi cruz

Contarán vete tú a saber

Pasarán, verán, y luego se irán…

Volarán todos rumbo sur

Y si tengo que olvidar

Recordaré de ti

Ese verde canalla

Y si te extraño alguna vez

Me acordaré de ti

De mi verde canalla

Volverán, dirán lo mismo y más

Contarán una y otra vez

Pasarán por sí aún sirven quizás

Pasarán, nunca más se irán…

Y si tengo que olvidar

Recordaré de ti

Ese verde canalla

Y si te extraño alguna vez

Me acordaré de ti

De ese verde canalla

Meu pensamento é con vosse

Meu pensamento é con vosse

Meu pensamento é con vosse

Y si te vuelvo a recordar

Sólo veré un color

Verde canalla

Y si algo vuelvo a recordar

Será sólo un color

Verde canalla

Pasarán…

Volarán…

Contarán…

Y dirán…

Memories crystallize over time.

The memory retains some in the form

odorous quartz.

But most of them are suspected to have never been fully polished.

Those are the ones that continue and will continue to return, as does everything that does not

is resolved in time.

And those deserve a bolero.

And they will say maybe that you were my cross

They will tell you go to know

They will pass, they will see, and then they will go...

They will all fly south

And if I have to forget

I will remember you

that green scoundrel

And if I ever miss you

I will remember You

Of my green scoundrel

They will come back, they will say the same and more

They will count again and again

They will pass by if they still serve perhaps

They will pass, they will never go away...

And if I have to forget

I will remember you

that green scoundrel

And if I ever miss you

I will remember You

Of that green scoundrel

My thought is with you

My thought is with you

My thought is with you

And if I remember you again

I will only see one color

rogue green

And if I remember something again

It will be just one color

rogue green

They will pass...

They will fly...

They will count…

And they will say...