Cri-Cri — Acuarela song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Acuarela" by Cri-Cri.
Lyrics
La casa blanca de techo rojo
Un árbol verde, el cielo azul
Y remolinos color de ocre
Con los que juega el viento sur
Bajo la sombra dulces violetas
Y de amarillo todo el trigal
Allá a lo lejos el río de plata
Es un camino que va hacia el mar
Si no fuera por tanto color
Qué haría el pobre pintor
Si no fuera por tanto matiz
¡nunca sería ya feliz!
En la casita de la acuarela
No se quién vive, ni lo sabré
Nunca se asoma esa persona
¡mas muy dichosa que debe ser!
Lyrics translation
The White House with red ceiling
A green tree, the blue sky
And swirls ocher color
With which the south wind plays
Under the shade sweet violets
And yellow all the trigal
Far away the river of silver
It's a road to the sea
If it wasn't for so much color
What would the poor painter do
If it were not for so much nuance
I'd never be happy anymore!
In the watercolor House
I don't know who lives, nor will I know
That person never comes out.
blissful as she must be!