Translation of the song lyrics Trigal - Sandro

Trigal (original)

Trigal, donde mis manos se dilatan
Se comprimen y arrebatan…
El color de tu trigal
Trigal… ay!
trigal…
Dame el trigal de tus amores
Para calmar viejos dolores…
Con el pan de tu trigal
Trigal… ay!
trigal…
Trigo maduro hay en tu pelo…
Robó quizá la luz al sol
Yo soy el dueño de tu fruto
Soy el molino de tu amor…
Ay!
Trigal… Dame tu surco y dame vida…
Borra mi tiempo y esta herida…
Si ya es mío tu trigal
(Instrumental)
Trigo maduro hay en tu pelo…
Robó quizá la luz al sol
Yo soy el dueño de tu fruto
Soy el molino de tu amor…
Ay!
Trigal… Dame tu surco y dame vida…
Borra mi tiempo y esta herida…
Si ya es mío tu trigal

Trigal (translation)

Wheatfield, where my hands dilate
They compress and snatch…
The color of your wheat field
Wheat… oh!
wheat…
Give me the wheat field of your loves
To soothe old pain...
With the bread from your wheat field
Wheat… oh!
wheat…
Ripe wheat is in your hair...
Maybe he stole the light from the sun
I am the owner of your fruit
I am the mill of your love…
Oh!
Wheatfield… Give me your furrow and give me life…
Erase my time and this wound…
If your wheat field is already mine
(Instrumental)
Ripe wheat is in your hair...
Maybe he stole the light from the sun
I am the owner of your fruit
I am the mill of your love…
Oh!
Wheatfield… Give me your furrow and give me life…
Erase my time and this wound…
If your wheat field is already mine