Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Celos (Gelosia), artist - Raphael. Album song Sin un Adios, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 08.03.1970
Record label: Hispavox
Song language: Spanish
Celos (Gelosia)(original) |
Noche y día |
tu me atormentas siempre, vida mía, |
con estos celos nubes de agonía |
de mi felicidad. |
Negros celos |
que son locura de tu fantasía, |
porque con nadie yo te engañaría |
y digo la verdad. |
No, no, no debes |
inventarte sin razón, |
los besos que no he dado, |
ni las cosas que no son. |
Te quiero todavía, |
vida mía, solo a ti, |
igual que el primer día que te vi. |
No, no, no debes |
por mi culpa padecer |
dudando a cada instante |
que te quiero como ayer. |
Tus celos son manías |
que oscurecen el color |
del cielo, de alegría de mi amor. |
Noche y día |
tú me atormentas siempre, vida mía, |
con estos celos nubes de agonía |
de mi felicidad … |
No, no, no debes |
inventarte sin razón |
los besos que no he dado, |
ni las cosas que no son. |
Te quiero todavía, |
vida mía, solo a ti, |
igual que el primer día que te vi. |
No, no, no debes |
por mi culpa padecer |
dudando a cada instante |
que te quiero como ayer. |
Tus celos son manías |
que oscurecen el color |
del cielo, de alegría de mi amor. |
Noche y día |
tú me atormentas siempre, vida mía, |
con estos celos nubes de agonía |
de mi filicidal, |
filicidal… |
(translation) |
Night and day |
you always torment me, my life, |
with these jealous clouds of agony |
of my happiness. |
black jealousy |
that are madness of your fantasy, |
because with no one I would cheat on you |
and I tell the truth. |
No, no, you must not |
make up for no reason, |
the kisses that I have not given, |
nor the things that are not. |
I still love you, |
my life, only to you, |
just like the first day I saw you. |
No, no, you must not |
because of me suffer |
doubting every moment |
that I love you like yesterday. |
your jealousy is mania |
that darken the color |
from heaven, from the joy of my love. |
Night and day |
you always torment me, my life, |
with these jealous clouds of agony |
of my happiness… |
No, no, you must not |
make up for no reason |
the kisses that I have not given, |
nor the things that are not. |
I still love you, |
my life, only to you, |
just like the first day I saw you. |
No, no, you must not |
because of me suffer |
doubting every moment |
that I love you like yesterday. |
your jealousy is mania |
that darken the color |
from heaven, from the joy of my love. |
Night and day |
you always torment me, my life, |
with these jealous clouds of agony |
of my filicidal, |
filicidal… |