Jarabe De Palo — Las cruces de Tijuana song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Las cruces de Tijuana" by Jarabe De Palo.
Lyrics
Las cruces que vi en Tijuana
me hicieron recordar
las cruces que nadie puso
entre Ceuta y Gibraltar,
que los sueños desaparecen
al llegar a la frontera,
lo eterna que puede ser una vista tan pequeña
Las flores que vi en Tijuana
me hicieron recordar
que flotan claveles negros
frente al puerto de Tarifa,
que poca es la diferencia
entre esperanza y tristeza, lo largo
que es el camino entre tu casa y la mía
Si algún día vuelvo a Tijuana
me gustaría encontrar
una rola que recuerde
que allíhubo una frontera,
que no flotan claveles negros
frente al puerto de Tarifa,
que se calmóla corriente
entre Ceuta y Gibraltar.
(por 2)
Las luces que vi en Tijuana
me hicieron recordar
lo lejos que estálos sueños de su propia realidad,
que solo los pájaros cruzan sin mojarse la frontera,
que para el viento no existen ni pasaportes ni cercas.
Si algún día vuelvo a Tijuana
me gustaría encontrar
una rola que recuerde
que allíhubo una frontera,
que no flotan claveles negros
frente al puerto de Tarifa,
que se calmóla corriente
entre Ceuta y Gibraltar.
Si algún día vuelvo a Tijuana
me gustaría encontrar
una rola que recuerde
que allíhubo una frontera,
que no flotan claveles negros
frente al puerto de Tarifa,
que se ha construido un puente
entre Ceuta y Gibraltar.
Las cruces que vi en Tijuana. (por 8).
Las cruces que vi en el muro me hicieron recordar…
(Gracias a Mauricio por esta letra)
Lyrics translation
The crosses I saw in Tijuana
they made me remember
the crosses that no one put
between Ceuta and Gibraltar,
that dreams disappear
upon reaching the border,
how eternal can such a small Sight be
The flowers I saw in Tijuana
they made me remember
floating black carnations
opposite the Port of Tarifa,
how little is the difference
between hope and sadness, along
which is the way between your house and mine
If I ever go back to Tijuana
I would like to find
a roll I remember
that there was a border,
that do not float black carnations
opposite the Port of Tarifa,
that calmed down the current
between Ceuta and Gibraltar.
(by 2)
The lights I saw in Tijuana
they made me remember
how far away they are dreams of their own reality,
that only birds cross without getting wet the border,
that for the wind there are no passports or fences.
If I ever go back to Tijuana
I would like to find
a roll I remember
that there was a border,
that do not float black carnations
opposite the Port of Tarifa,
that calmed down the current
between Ceuta and Gibraltar.
If I ever go back to Tijuana
I would like to find
a roll I remember
that there was a border,
that do not float black carnations
opposite the Port of Tarifa,
that a bridge has been built
between Ceuta and Gibraltar.
The crosses I saw in Tijuana. (by 8).
The crosses I saw on the wall made me remember…
(Thanks to Mauricio for this letter)