Lola Flores - Ay Pena Penita Pena
Si en el firmamento poder yo tuviera,
esta noche negra lo mismo que un pozo,
con un cuchillito de luna lunera,
cortaría los hierros de tu calabozo.
Si yo fuera reina de la luz del día,
del viento y del mar,
cordeles de esclava yo me ceñiría
pot tu libertad. ¡Ay, pena, penita, pena -pena-,
pena de mi corazón,
que me corre por las venas -pena-
con la fuerza de un ciclón!
Es lo mismo que un nublado
de tiniebla y pedernal.
Es un potro desbocado
que no sabe dónde va.
Es un desierto de arena -pena-,
es mi gloria en un penal.
¡Ay, penal! ¡Ay, penal!
¡Ay, pena, penita, pena! Yo no quiero flores, dinero, ni palmas,Lola Flores - Ay Pena Penita Pena - http://ru.motolyrics.com/lola-flores/ay-pena-penita-pena-lyrics-english-translation.html
quiero que me dejen llorar tus pesares
y estar a tu vera, cariño del alma,
bebiéndome el llanto de tus soleares.
Me duelen los ojos de mirar sin verte,
reniego de mí,
que tienen la culpa de tu mala suerte
mis rosas de abril. ¡Ay, pena, penita, pena -pena-,
pena de mi corazón,
que me corre por las venas -pena-
con la fuerza de un ciclón!
Es lo mismo que un nublado
de tiniebla y pedernal.
Es un potro desbocado
que no sabe dónde va.
Es un desierto de arena -pena-,
es mi gloria en un penal.
¡Ay, penal! ¡Ay, penal!
¡Ay, pena, penita, pena! Submitter's comments: Muchas gracias!!!
Lola Flores - Ay Sorrow, little sorrow, sorrow (Английский перевод)
If in the firmament I would have power,
this dark night like a well,
with a little moon knife
I would cut the grilles of your jail.
If I were the queen of the daylight,
of the wind and the sea,
slave ropes I would tie myself
for your freedom
Ay sorrow, little sorrow, sorrow...
sorrow of my heart
that flows inside my veins
with the strenght of a cyclone
It's the same as a cloudy spell,
of darkness and flint
it's a runaway colt
that doesn't know where it's going
It's a desert made of sand -sorrow-
it's my glory in a jail
Ay jail, ay jail
ay sorrow, little sorrow, sorrow!
I don't want flowers, money or cheers,Lola Flores - Ay Pena Penita Pena - http://ru.motolyrics.com/lola-flores/ay-pena-penita-pena-lyrics-english-translation.html
I want they to let me cry your sorrow,
and to be by your side, my dear
driking the weeping of your loneliness
My eyes are hurting me because I look without seeing you,
I grumble about myself
they are guilty of your bad luck,
my april roses
Ay sorrow, little sorrow, sorrow...
sorrow of my heart
that flows inside my veins
with the strenght of a cyclone
It's the same as a cloudy spell,
of darkness and flint
it's a runaway colt
that doesn't know where it's going
It's a desert made of sand -sorrow-
it's my glory in a jail
Ay jail, ay jail
ay sorrow, little sorrow, sorrow!