Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bajo El Sauce Solo, artist - Mercedes Sosa. Album song Al Despertar, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Record label: Universal Music Argentina
Song language: Spanish
Bajo El Sauce Solo(original) |
A veces te recuerdo |
Mirando al rio |
Dentro la espuma, lejos |
Anda el olvido |
Bajo este sauce solo |
Yo te he querido |
Y se ha quedado el sauce |
Mas pensativo |
Donde andara mi amor |
Que se fue penando |
Por este olvido |
Me vuelve con la zamba |
Arrepentido |
No se porque desando |
Viejos caminos |
Sabiendo que son otros |
Nuestros destinos |
Ya me voy con la tarde |
Triste y dolido |
Nuestro amor es recuerdo |
Lo llevo el rio |
Debajo del sauce solo |
A veces te recuerdo |
Mirando el rio; |
Dentro la espuma, lejos |
Anda el olvido |
Bajo este sauce solo |
Yo te he querido |
Y se ha quedado el sauce |
Mas pensativo |
Donde andara mi amor |
Que se fue |
Penando por este olvido |
Me vuelve con la zamba |
Arrepentido |
No se porque desando |
Dulces caminos |
Sabiendo que son otros |
Nuestros destinos |
Ya me voy con la tarde |
Triste, dolido |
Nuestro amor es recuerdo: |
Lo lleva el rio |
(translation) |
sometimes i remember you |
looking at the river |
Inside the foam, away |
Oblivion goes |
Under this willow alone |
I have loved you |
And the willow has stayed |
more thoughtful |
Where will my love go? |
that he was grieving |
for this oblivion |
She returns me with the zamba |
Regretful |
I don't know why I want |
old ways |
Knowing that others are |
Our fates |
I'm leaving with the afternoon |
sad and hurt |
Our love is memory |
I take it to the river |
Beneath the willow alone |
sometimes i remember you |
Looking at the river; |
Inside the foam, away |
Oblivion goes |
Under this willow alone |
I have loved you |
And the willow has stayed |
more thoughtful |
Where will my love go? |
what went away |
sorrowing for this oblivion |
He returns me with the zamba |
Regretful |
I don't know why I want |
sweet ways |
Knowing that others are |
Our fates |
I'm leaving with the afternoon |
sad, hurt |
Our love is memory: |
the river carries it |