Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Un Momento, artist - Roberto Goyeneche.
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: Spanish
Un Momento(original) |
Adiós… |
Qué raro fue tu adiós! |
de espina y de jazmín, |
como una cruz y una caricia. |
Tal vez… no presentí, |
ni comprendí, |
que las estrellas tienen que morir |
con los rayos del sol… |
Yo fui… un pájaro cantor, |
y tú la mariposa |
que buscó quemar sus alas. |
Después… la soledad, |
la realidad, |
la noche cruel que pronto me envolvió… |
fatal… |
Y otra vez junto al río, muy juntos… |
Tu boca, mi boca, |
tu pelo y mi pelo. |
Y la luna, |
tu luna, mi luna, |
que ayer nos vestía, |
hoy tiende su velo. |
Yo no quiero el engaño de un día: |
tus manos no tiemblan! |
no sabes reír… |
Yo no quiero la historia de siempre, |
vivir un momento y luego morir. |
Yo sé… |
que un día encontraré |
en la aventura eterna |
de mis pasos por la vida, |
tu voz que llamará, |
que gritará, |
que pedirá por mi regreso en vano, |
y tal vez llorarás… |
Verás… qué triste es el papel |
de mendigar amor |
donde no queda nada, nada… |
Después… la soledad, |
la realidad, |
la noche cruel que ya te envolverá… |
fatal… |
(translation) |
Goodbye… |
How strange was your goodbye! |
of thorn and jasmine, |
like a cross and a caress. |
Maybe... I didn't foresee, |
I didn't even understand |
that the stars have to die |
with the sun's rays... |
I was… a songbird, |
and you the butterfly |
that she sought to burn her wings. |
After… loneliness, |
reality, |
the cruel night that soon enveloped me… |
fatal… |
And again by the river, very close together... |
Your mouth, my mouth, |
your hair and my hair. |
And the moon, |
your moon, my moon, |
that dressed us yesterday, |
today he tends his veil from her. |
I do not want the deception of a day: |
your hands don't shake! |
you don't know how to laugh... |
I don't want the usual story, |
live a moment and then die. |
I know… |
that one day I will find |
in the eternal adventure |
of my steps through life, |
your voice that will call, |
that will scream, |
who will ask for my return in vain, |
and maybe you'll cry... |
You will see… how sad is the paper |
to beg for love |
where there is nothing left, nothing... |
After… loneliness, |
reality, |
the cruel night that will already envelop you… |
fatal… |