Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Vieja de la Plaza, artist - Alberto Cortez.
Date of issue: 31.12.2015
Song language: Spanish
La Vieja de la Plaza(original) |
Quiso tener un hijo |
para llamarlo Luna |
y por querer, lo quiso |
más que ninguna. |
Que todas las estrellas |
de las alturas, |
fueran madre con ella, |
una por una. |
Quiso tener un hijo |
para estrenarlo a tiempo, |
antes de que la vida |
le ponga precio. |
Le amarre la fortuna |
entre los dedos |
o acaso la locura, |
la luz o el miedo. |
Quiso tener un hijo |
y se marchó a buscarlo. |
Revisó las galaxias, |
astro por astro. |
Se llenaron de niebla |
sus ojos claros, |
en las muchas tinieblas |
del desengaño. |
Quiso tener un hijo, |
pero no tiene nada |
más que un paisaje triste |
en la mirada |
y un mundo de muñecos |
sobre la cama |
y el alma, como el cuarto, |
desordenada. |
Es esa pobre vieja |
que sentada en la plaza, |
ve jugar a los niños |
alucinada. |
Ella hubiera querido |
llamarlo Luna… |
y por querer, lo quiso |
más que ninguna. |
Aunque jamás lo dijo, |
la vieja de la plaza |
sé, que esperaba un hijo, |
yo sé que lo esperaba, |
mas se fueron sus sueños |
de trasnochada |
y como no volvieron |
ya no espera más nada. |
(translation) |
wanted to have a child |
to call it moon |
and for wanting, she wanted it |
more than none. |
that all the stars |
from the heights, |
were mother with her, |
one by one. |
she wanted to have a child |
to release it on time, |
before life |
put a price on it |
I tied the fortune |
between the fingers |
or perhaps madness, |
the light or the fear. |
wanted to have a child |
and she went to look for him. |
She checked the galaxies, |
star by star |
they were filled with fog |
her clear eyes, |
in the many darkness |
of disappointment. |
She wanted to have a child |
but she has nothing |
more than a sad landscape |
in the look |
and a world of dolls |
on the bed |
and the soul, like the fourth, |
messy. |
she is that poor old woman |
that sitting in the square, |
she sees the children play |
hallucinated. |
she would have wanted |
call it moon... |
and for wanting, she wanted it |
more than none. |
Although she never said it |
the old woman in the square |
I know that she was expecting a child |
I know that she expected it |
but his dreams left |
late night |
and since they did not return |
she no longer expects anything. |