Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Inch'alla, artist - Salvatore Adamo. Album song Cae la Nieve : La Cancion de Tu Vida, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 13.12.2004
Record label: Marina
Song language: Spanish
Inch'alla(original) |
A oriente fui y vi lucir |
la luna como pabellón |
quise al soñar versificar |
cantando al mundo la razón |
Mas cuando vi Jerusalen |
cual amapola en la aridez |
un requiem pude escuchar |
al asomarme a la ciudad |
Por mas que tu, rezando vas |
capilla humilde por la paz |
yo pude ver que dice alli: |
peligro, la frontera es. |
Y va a la fuente por el camino |
quiere el cantaro llenar |
detente, Maria Magdalena |
porque ellos no respetarán |
Inshallah, inshallah |
Dios lo quire, inshallah |
El olivo su sombra perdió |
y la esposa ya no vendra |
pues bajo escombros se durmió, |
y presa en tierra extraña está |
Revolotea sobre una flor |
en la alambrada un ruiseñor |
Fuera de si, la gente está |
y a todos quieren repudiar |
Pero yo vi Jerusalen |
cual amapola en laaridez |
Y siempre oigo un réquiem |
cuando al hablarle me asomo |
Un requiem por los seis millones |
que no teniendo su panteón |
plantaron árboles, seis millones |
al arenal sin corazón |
Inshallah, inshallah |
Dios lo quire, inshallah |
(translation) |
I went to the east and saw shine |
the moon as a pavilion |
when I dreamed I wanted to versify |
singing to the world the reason |
But when I saw Jerusalem |
which poppy in the aridity |
a requiem I could hear |
when I look into the city |
As much as you, praying you go |
humble chapel for peace |
I could see that she says there: |
danger, the border is. |
And goes to the fountain by the way |
the pitcher wants to fill |
stop, mary magdalene |
because they will not respect |
Inshallah, inshallah |
God wants it, inshallah |
The olive tree the shadow of him lost |
and the wife will no longer come |
because she fell asleep under rubble, |
and imprisoned in a strange land she is |
Hover over a flower |
on the wire fence a nightingale |
Beside themselves, people are |
and everyone wants to repudiate |
But I saw Jerusalem |
which poppy in the aridity |
And I always hear a requiem |
when when I speak to him I peek |
A requiem for the six million |
that not having his pantheon |
planted trees, six million |
to the heartless sandbank |
Inshallah, inshallah |
God wants it, inshallah |