Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Noches Tenebrosas, artist - Pedro Infante. Album song Discografía Completa, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 21.06.1955
Record label: International
Song language: Spanish
Noches Tenebrosas(original) |
In una noche tenebrosa y fría |
Cuando las horas en silencio me pasaban |
Las doce y media en un reloj tal vez serian |
Los aleteos de un cenzontle que vagaba |
A una mujer mi amor le había ofrecido |
Jure quererla mientras fuera firme |
Yo sin saber que en su pecho había escondido |
El la aguijón de una serpiente para herirme |
Anda mujer con dios que te perdone |
Ya no quisiste vivir de mis pobrezas |
Tal vez otro hombre te prometiera riqueza |
Yo no te ofrezco mas que un pobre corazón |
Anda mujer con dios que te perdone |
Ya le rompiste a mi pecho las cadenas |
Y en mi mano una carta escrita llevo |
Donde me dicen anda joven y no temas |
Anda mujer con dios que te bendiga |
Ya no quisiste tener un fiel amigo |
Y en esta piedra con mi propia mano escribo |
Estás perdonada alevanto tu castigo |
Era una noche tenebrosa y fría |
Cuando las horas en silencio me pasaban |
Las once y media en un reloj tal vez serian |
Los aleteos de un cenzontle que vagaba |
(translation) |
In a dark and cold night |
When the hours in silence passed me |
Half past twelve on a clock might be |
The flapping wings of a mockingbird that wandered |
To a woman my love had offered |
I swore to love her as long as she was firm |
I without knowing that in her chest she had hidden |
The sting of a serpent to hurt me |
Go woman with God forgive you |
You no longer wanted to live off my poverty |
Maybe another man promised you wealth |
I do not offer you more than a poor heart |
Go woman with God forgive you |
You already broke the chains on my chest |
And in my hand I carry a written letter |
Where they tell me go young and don't be afraid |
Go woman with God bless you |
You no longer wanted to have a faithful friend |
And on this stone with my own hand I write |
You are forgiven I raise your punishment |
It was a dark and cold night |
When the hours in silence passed me |
Half past eleven on a clock might be |
The flapping wings of a mockingbird that wandered |