Lyrics of Carrousel - Roberto Goyeneche

Carrousel (original)

Nada mas que tus ojos castaños
En un año perdido y marchito
Nada mas que un rondin pequeñito
Y un pequeño poema en menor
Nada mas que un afan de distancia
En tu infancia feliz de novela
Y tu frenza rebelde y tu espuela
Nada mas nada mas nada mas
Carrousel van rodando cansados
Tus colores pintados a mano
Con su tibia ilusion de verano
Y sus vanos recuerdos de ayer
Carrousel organito gastado
Musiquita de todos los dias
Porque quieres volverme al pasado
Si el pasado no quiere volver
Un osito de trompa manchada
En tu almohada de nieve y de raso
Y un recuerdo siguiendo tus pasos
En la tarde que quiere llover
Nada mas que un ayer sin memoria
En tu historia lejana y trigueña
Y tu risa que pequeña
Nada mas nada mas nada mas

(translation)

Nothing but your brown eyes
In a lost and withered year
Nothing more than a little rondin
And a little poem in minor
Nothing more than a desire to distance
In your happy novel childhood
And your rebel forehead and your spur
nothing more nothing more nothing more
Carrousel go rolling tired
Your colors painted by hand
With its lukewarm illusion of summer
And your vain memories of yesterday
Worn organ carousel
Little music of every day
Because you want to return me to the past
If the past doesn't want to come back
A bear with a spotted trunk
On your pillow of snow and satin
And a memory following your steps
In the afternoon that wants to rain
Nothing more than a yesterday without memory
In your distant and dark history
And your laugh how small
nothing more nothing more nothing more