Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paloma Ausente, artist - Violeta Parra. Album song El Folklore Y La Pasión, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: EMI Odeon Chilena
Song language: Spanish
Paloma Ausente(original) |
Cinco noches que lloro por los caminos |
cinco cartas escritas se llevó el viento |
cinco pañuelos negros son los testigos |
de los cinco dolores que llevo adentro |
paloma ausente, blanca paloma, rosa naciente. |
Paso lunas enteras mirando al cielo |
con un sólo deseo en el pensamiento |
que no descienda herida mi palomita |
la que viene fundida a los elementos |
paloma ausente, blanca paloma, rosa naciente. |
Dice un papel escrito con tinta verde |
que teniendo paciencia todo se alcanza |
una que bien la tuvo salió bailando |
de su jardín al arco de las alianzas. |
paloma ausente, blanca paloma, rosa naciente. |
Una jaula del aire viene bajando |
con todos sus barrotes de calamina |
todos los pajarillos vienen trinando |
sin embargo distingo a mi golondrina |
paloma ausente, blanca paloma, rosa naciente. |
Voy a ponerme un traje de mariposa |
mañana cuando llegue mi palomita |
en los dedos banderas de tres colores |
y en las pestañas miles de candelillas |
paloma ausente, blanca paloma, rosa naciente. |
(translation) |
Five nights that I cry on the roads |
five written letters blew the wind |
five black handkerchiefs are the witnesses |
of the five pains that I carry inside |
absent dove, white dove, nascent rose. |
I spend whole moons looking at the sky |
with only one wish in mind |
that my little dove does not descend wounded |
the one that comes fused to the elements |
absent dove, white dove, nascent rose. |
Says a piece of paper written in green ink |
that having patience everything is achieved |
one that had a good time came out dancing |
from her garden to the arch of alliances. |
absent dove, white dove, nascent rose. |
A cage of air comes down |
with all its corrugated iron bars |
all the little birds come chirping |
however I distinguish my swallow |
absent dove, white dove, nascent rose. |
I'm going to put on a butterfly suit |
tomorrow when my popcorn arrives |
on the fingers flags of three colors |
and thousands of candles on the eyelashes |
absent dove, white dove, nascent rose. |