Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Silencio, Cariño Mío, artist - Isabel Pantoja. Album song A Tu Vera, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Record label: Universal Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Silencio, Cariño Mío(original) |
Un torito de locura |
Va corriendo por mis venas |
El torito de Miura |
De un querer que me envenena |
Yo no se si darle muerte |
Virgen morena del Baratillo |
O quedarme con mi suerte |
Y que me claven siete cuchillos |
Y sin juez ni tribunales |
A morir, yo me sentencio |
Con mis duquitas mortales |
En una cruz de silencio |
Silencio, cariño mío |
No te escapes de mi boca |
Escondete en mis sentidos |
Aunque yo me vuelva loca |
Silencio para el te quiero |
De mi boca cuando cante |
Silencio para el me muero |
Por los ojos de mi amante |
Entierra tu ventolera |
En el paso del olvido |
Y por lo que tu mas quieras |
Silencio, cariño mío |
Yo se bien que tu me tienes |
En los ojos noche y día |
Yo te llevo entre las sienes |
Para los restos de mi vida |
Voy bordando en seda fina |
Un pañolito de mil colores |
Con tu nombre en cada esquina |
Como si fueran ramos de flores |
Y por no causar un daño |
A morir yo me sentencio |
Y a verte como a un extraño |
Desde mi cruz de silencio |
(translation) |
A bull of madness |
It runs through my veins |
The little bull of Miura |
Of a want that poisons me |
I don't know whether to kill him |
Brown Virgin of Baratillo |
Or stay with my luck |
And let seven knives stick me |
And without a judge or courts |
To die, I sentence myself |
With my mortal duquitas |
In a cross of silence |
Silence, my darling |
Do not escape from my mouth |
Hide in my senses |
Even if I go crazy |
Silence for him I love you |
From my mouth when I sing |
Silence for him I'm dying |
Through my lover's eyes |
Bury your windhole |
In the step of oblivion |
And for what you want most |
Silence, my darling |
I know well that you have me |
In the eyes night and day |
I carry you between the temples |
For the remains of my life |
I'm embroidering on fine silk |
A handkerchief of a thousand colors |
With your name on every corner |
As if they were bouquets of flowers |
And for not causing harm |
I sentence myself to die |
And to see you as a stranger |
From my cross of silence |