Translation of the song lyrics Las Cruces de Tijuana - Jarabe De Palo, Marion Moreno

Las Cruces de Tijuana (original)

Las cruces que vi en tijuana
Me hicieron recordar
Las cruces que nadie puso
Entre Ceuta y Giblartar
Que los sueos desaparecen
Al llegar a la frontera
Lo eterna que puede ser una vista tan pequea
Las flores que vi en tijuana
Me hicieron recordar
Que flotan claveles negros
Frente al puerto de Tarifa
Que poca es la diferencia
Entre esperanza y tristreza, lo largo
Que es el camino entre tu casa y la ma
Si algn da vuelvo a tijuana
Me gustara encontrar
Una rola que recuerde
Que all hubo una frontera
Que no flotan claveles negros
Frente al puerto de Tarifa
Que se calm la corriente
Entre Ceuta y Gibraltar
Las luces que v en tijuana
Me hicieron recordar
Lo lejos que estn los sueos de su propia realidad
Que solo los pajaros cruzan sin mojarse la frontera
Que para el viento no existen ni pasaportes ni cercas
Si algn da vuelvo a tijuana
Me gustara encontrar
Una rola que recuerde
Que all hubo una frontera
Que no flotan claveles negros
Frente al puerto de Tarifa
Que se ha construido un puente
Entre Ceuta y Gibraltar
Las cruces que vi en el muro me hicieron recordar…

Las Cruces de Tijuana (translation)

The crosses I saw in Tijuana
they made me remember
The crosses that nobody put
Between Ceuta and Gibraltar
that dreams disappear
Arriving at the border
How eternal such a small sight can be
The flowers I saw in Tijuana
they made me remember
That black carnations float
In front of the port of Tarifa
How little is the difference
Between hope and sadness, the long
What is the path between your house and mine
If one day I return to Tijuana
I would like to find
A role to remember
That there was a border
That black carnations do not float
In front of the port of Tarifa
Let the current calm down
Between Ceuta and Gibraltar
The lights you see in Tijuana
they made me remember
How far dreams are from their own reality
That only the birds cross the border without getting wet
That for the wind there are neither passports nor fences
If one day I return to Tijuana
I would like to find
A role to remember
That there was a border
That black carnations do not float
In front of the port of Tarifa
That a bridge has been built
Between Ceuta and Gibraltar
The crosses I saw on the wall reminded me...