Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pequeño Fado, artist - Monica Molina. Album song Autorretrato: Lo Mejor De Mónica Molina, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 03.09.2007
Record label: Parlophone Spain
Song language: Spanish
Pequeño Fado(original) |
Sucedió que en mi frío |
Arribaste a mi puerta |
Y en mi corazón de estío |
Encontraste el calor |
Te dejé en mi costado |
De mujer a tu vera |
Y mientras la noche afuera |
Disfrazaba el temor |
que sencillo es quererte |
Me decías bajito |
Y tu boca me buscaba |
Escondites bajo el sol |
Y quisiste quedarte |
Y quemarte en mi hoguera |
Me desesperó la espera, amor |
Y se hizo hielo la pasión |
Dime si aún me recuerdas |
En tus naufragios |
De sangre y sal |
Dime si no te muerde la soledad |
Sucedió que una noche |
De alacranes y estrellas |
Me regalaste tu huella |
Y con ella el adiós |
Me dejaste palabras |
Risas, versos y heridas |
Y ese sabor en mi vida |
Que es el sabor del dolor |
Dime si me recuerdas |
En tus naufragios |
De sangre y sal |
Dime si no te muerde la soledad |
Sucedió que una tarde |
De palomas ya muertas |
Apareciste en mi huerta |
Ya cansado de soñar |
Y en mis brazos de hoguera |
Declinaron tus ojos |
Y tu sombra y mi sombra, amor |
Se adentraron en el mar |
Y tu sombra y mi sombra, amor |
Y tu sombra y mi sombra |
Se perdieron en el mar |
(translation) |
It happened that in my cold |
you arrived at my door |
And in my summer heart |
you found the heat |
I left you on my side |
From a woman to your side |
And while the night outside |
Disguised the fear |
how simple it is to love you |
you told me softly |
And your mouth was looking for me |
hiding places in the sun |
and you wanted to stay |
And burn you at my stake |
The wait made me desperate, love |
And the passion became ice |
Tell me if you still remember me |
in your shipwrecks |
of blood and salt |
Tell me if loneliness bites you |
It happened that one night |
Of scorpions and stars |
you gave me your footprint |
And with her goodbye |
you left me words |
Laughs, verses and wounds |
And that flavor in my life |
What is the taste of pain |
Tell me if you remember me |
in your shipwrecks |
of blood and salt |
Tell me if loneliness bites you |
It happened that one afternoon |
Of pigeons already dead |
You appeared in my garden |
already tired of dreaming |
And in my arms of fire |
your eyes declined |
And your shadow and my shadow, love |
They went into the sea |
And your shadow and my shadow, love |
And your shadow and my shadow |
They were lost at sea |