Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Naranjo en flor, artist - Andrés Calamaro. Album song Andres-Obras incompletas, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 06.04.2009
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Naranjo en flor(original) |
Era mas blanda que el agua, que el agua blanda |
Era mas fresca que el rio, naranjo en flor |
Y en esa calle testigo, calle perdida |
Dejo un pedazo de vida… y se marcho |
Primero hay que saber sufrir |
Despues amar, despues partir |
Y al fin andar sin pensamiento |
Pefume de naranjo en flor |
Promesas vanas de un amor |
Que se escaparon con el viento |
Despues?, Que importa del despues? |
Toda mi vida es el ayer que se detiene en el pasado |
Eterna y vieja juventud que me ha dejado acobardado, como un pajaro sin luz |
Que le habran hecho a mis manos? |
Que le habran hecho? |
Para dejarme en el pecho, tanto dolor |
Dolor de vieja arboleda |
Cancion de esquina |
Con un pedazo de vida |
Naranjo en flor |
Primero hay que saber sufrir |
Despues amar, despues partir |
Y al fin andar sin pensamiento |
Pefume de naranjo en flor |
Promesas vanas de un amor |
Que se escaparon con el viento |
Despues?, Que importa del despues? |
Toda mi vida es el ayer que se detiene en el pasado |
Eterna y vieja juventud que me ha dejado acobardado, como un pajaro sin luz |
(translation) |
It was softer than water, than soft water |
It was cooler than the river, orange tree in bloom |
And on that witness street, lost street |
She left a piece of life... and left |
First you have to know how to suffer |
After loving, after leaving |
And finally walk without thinking |
Orange blossom perfume |
Vain promises of a love |
that got away with the wind |
After?, What does it matter after? |
All my life is yesterday that stops in the past |
Eternal and old youth that has left me cowering, like a bird without light |
What would they have done to my hands? |
What would they have done to him? |
To leave me in the chest, so much pain |
old grove pain |
corner song |
With a piece of life |
Orange Blossom |
First you have to know how to suffer |
After loving, after leaving |
And finally walk without thinking |
Orange blossom perfume |
Vain promises of a love |
that got away with the wind |
After?, What does it matter after? |
All my life is yesterday that stops in the past |
Eternal and old youth that has left me cowering, like a bird without light |