Roberto Jordan — Rosa Marchita song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Rosa Marchita" by Roberto Jordan.
Lyrics
El viento deshoj una flor
Una rosa roja que cay
Cerca de mi, la recog,
Not que la rosa lloraba por ti Una rosa que al morir
Llora conmigo este cruel sufrir
Pena de amor, y en mi dolor
Recuerdo el momento en que t te me fuiste, oh!
Es la flor que me dejaste
Cuando de pronto te marchaste
Mi corazon lo destrozaste
Rosa marchita que comprende,
Que nuestra pasin hoy sin ti se muere
Y que sin palabras parece musitar:
Volvers, volvers, volvers cario
Y si vuelves, nuestro sol
Volver a brillar y su fulgor revivir
A la pobre flor,
La rosa que hoy en mis manos se muere, mira
Es la flor que me dejaste
Cuando de pronto te marchaste
Mi corazon lo destrozaste
Rosa marchita que comprende,
Que nuestra pasin hoy sin ti se muere
Y que sin palabras parece musitar:
Volvers, volvers, volveras cario
Y si vuelves nuestro sol
Volver a brillar y su fulgor revivir
A la pobre flor
La rosa que hoy en mis manos se muere.
Lyrics translation
The wind deshoj a flower
A red rose falling
Close to me, the recog,
Not that the Rose wept for you a Rose that died
Cry with me this cruel suffer
Pain of love, and in my pain
I remember the time you left me, oh!
It's the flower you left me.
When you suddenly left
You broke my heart.
Withered rose comprising,
That our pasin today without you dies
And that without words seems to musitar:
Turn around, turn around, turn around cario
And if you come back, our sun
Shine again and your glow revive
To the poor flower,
The Rose that today in my hands dies, look
It's the flower you left me.
When you suddenly left
You broke my heart.
Withered rose comprising,
That our pasin today without you dies
And that without words seems to musitar:
Volvers, volvers, you'll come back cario
And if you return our sun
Shine again and your glow revive
To the poor flower
The Rose that today in my hands dies.