La Bohème - Raphael, Charles Aznavour

Bohemia de París

Alegre, loca y gris

De un tiempo ya pasado…

En donde en un desván

Con traje de Can-Can…

Posabas para mí

Y yo con devoción…

Pintaba con pasión

Tu cuerpo fatigado…

Hasta el amanecer

A veces sin comer

Y siempre sin dormir

La Bohemia, la Bohemia

Era el amor, felicidad…

La Bohemia, la Bohemia

Era una flor de nuestra edad…

Debajo de un quinqué

La mesa de café…

Feliz nos reunía

Hablando sin cesar…

Soñando con llegar

La Gloria conseguir…

Y cuando algún pintor

Hallaba un comprador

Y un lienzo le vendía…

Solíamos gritar, comer

Y pasear alegres por París

La Bohemia, la Bohemia

Era jurar te vi y te amé…

La Bohemia, la Bohemia

Yo junto a ti triunfar podré…

Teníamos salud

Sonrisa, juventud

Y nada en los bolsillos…

Con frío o con calor

El mismo buen humor

Bailaba en nuestro ser…

Luchando siempre igual

Con hambre hasta el final

Hacíamos castillos…

Y el ansia de vivir

Nos hizo resistir

Y no desfallecer…

La Bohemia, la Bohemia

Era mirar amanecer…

La Bohemia, la Bohemia

Era soñar con un querer…

Hoy regresé a París

Crucé su niebla gris

Y lo encantré cambiado

Las lilas ya no están

Ni suben al desván

Moradas de pasión…

Soñando como ayer

Ronder por mi taller

Mas ya lo han derrumbado…

Y ocupa su lugar

Un frío y gran hotel

Que nos oculta el sol…

La Bohemia, la Bohemia

Que yo viví su luz perdió…

La Bohemia, la Bohemia

Era una flor y al fin murió

Bohemia of Paris

Cheerful, crazy and gray

From a time long past...

Where in a loft

With a Can-Can suit…

you posed for me

And I with devotion...

painted with passion

Your tired body...

Until sunrise

sometimes without eating

And always without sleep

Bohemia, Bohemia

It was love, happiness...

Bohemia, Bohemia

She was a flower of our age…

under an oil lamp

The coffee table…

Happy we met

Talking endlessly...

dreaming of arriving

The Glory to get…

And when some painter

found a buyer

And a canvas sold him...

We used to scream, eat

And walk happily through Paris

Bohemia, Bohemia

It was to swear I saw you and I loved you...

Bohemia, Bohemia

Together with you, I will be able to succeed...

we had health

smile, youth

And nothing in the pockets...

With cold or with heat

the same good mood

It danced in our being…

always fighting the same

Hungry to the end

We made castles...

And the desire to live

made us resist

And don't faint...

Bohemia, Bohemia

It was watching sunrise...

Bohemia, Bohemia

It was dreaming of a love…

Today I returned to Paris

I crossed your gray mist

And I found it changed

The lilacs are gone

They don't even go up to the attic

Abodes of passion…

dreaming like yesterday

Ronder by my workshop

But they have already demolished it...

and takes its place

A cold and great hotel

What hides the sun from us...

Bohemia, Bohemia

That I lived its light lost...

Bohemia, Bohemia

It was a flower and finally it died