Rocio Jurado — Tatuaje song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tatuaje" by Rocio Jurado.
Lyrics
(Nota: Lo que lee es lo que oigo. Entre 's estn las palabras
pronunciadas en andaluz)
(Note: What I hear is what you get. Between 's are the andalusian
pronounced words)
l vino en un barco de nombre extranjero
que arriv a Marsella un anochecer,
cuando el blanco faro sobre los veleros
su beso de plata dejaba caer
Era alegre y rubio como la cerveza
y sus ojos claros prendaron a Yvonne
cuando oy en sus manos gemir la tristeza
doliente y cansada del acorden
Y ante dos copas de aguardiente
en un rincn del petit-bar
l fue contndole entre dientes su amarga historia de pesar
«Mira mi brazo tatuado con este nombre de mujer
Es el recuerdo de un pasado que nunca ms ha de volver
Ella me quiso y me ha olvidado
En cambio yo no la olvid
Y para siempre ir marcado con este nombre de mujer"
l se fue una tarde con rumbo ignorado
sin dejar ni rastro de su acorden
Yvonne, de tristeza, muerta se ha quedado,
igual que una sombra, frente al malecn
De una punta a otra recorre Marsella
A los marineros pregunta por l Y va como loca buscando su huella
porque tatuado lo lleva en la piel
Y a media noche, triste y sola,
en un rincn del petit-bar
oye de pronto en la gramola
gemir de nuevo aquel cantar
«Mira mi brazo tatuado con este nombre de mujer
Es el recuerdo de un pasado que nunca ms ha de volver
Ella me quiso y me ha olvidado
En cambio yo no la olvid
Y para siempre ir marcado con este nombre de mujer»
Lyrics translation
(Note: what you read is what I hear. Between ' S are the words
pronounced in Andalusian)
(Note: What I hear is what you get. Between's are the andalusian
pronounced words)
l came on a ship of foreign name
that arrive in Marseille one evening,
when the white lighthouse over the sailboats
his silver kiss dropped
He was cheerful and blond as beer
and her clear eyes caught Yvonne
when I hear in his hands moaning sadness
painful and tired of the acorden
And before two glasses of brandy
in a corner of the petit-bar
he was holding his bitter story of grief in his teeth
"Look at my arm tattooed with this woman's name
It's the memory of a past that never comes back
She loved me and has forgotten me
But I don't forget her.
And forever be marked with this woman's name"
l was gone an afternoon with direction ignored
leaving no trace of his accord
Yvonne, sadly, is dead.,
just like a shadow, in front of the malecn
From one end to another travels Marseille
The sailors ask for l and go crazy looking for his footprint
because tattooed wears it on the skin
And at midnight, sad and lonely,
in a corner of the petit-bar
hear suddenly on the gramola
moaning again that singing
"Look at my arm tattooed with this woman's name
It's the memory of a past that never comes back
She loved me and has forgotten me
But I don't forget her.
And forever be marked with this woman's name»