Triste Domingo

Sad Sunday

Triste Domingo

Sad SundayTriste domingo
With a hundred white flowersCon cien flores blancas
Around me, around meAmi alrrededor, ami alrrededor
Where my soul has gone to bow downDonde mi alma se ha ido a postrar
While my mouth is calling youMientras mi boca llamándote está
Die in my dreamsMuere en mi sueños
Tired of waiting and lonelinessCansados de espera y de soledad

Sad SundayTriste domingo
You don't understand the terrible anguish of my heartTu no comprendes la angustia terrible de mi corazon
Of waiting without seeing you arriveDe estar esperando sin verte llegar
Your steps fly that I must marchVuelen tus pasos que debo marchar
I want you to be the white and mercifulQuiero que seas la blanca y piadosa
Shroud that covers my final hourMortaja que cubra mi hora final
Sad destiny, beloved...Triste destino, querido...

Next to my coffin surrounded by many flowersJunto a mi ataúd que circundan muchas flores
A priest awaits the confessionEspera la confecion un sacerdote
And to him I say:Y a el le digo:
I love her, I wait for herLa quiero, la espero
Don't be afraid if you find my eyesNo temas nada si encuentras mis ojos
Lifeless and open and waiting for youSin vida y abiertos y esperandote
Your hands are the ones that should close themTus manos son quien las deben cerrar
And perhaps then I will have died in peaceY acaso entonces yo habré muerto en paz

Fly my life, your dear step¡Vuela mi vida tu paso querido
The time has come for me to leave!Que llega la hora uque debo partir!
I want to have you on my final journeyQuiero tenerte en mi viaje final
And something tells me you won't arriveY algo me dice que no llegarás
Sad divine SundayTriste domingo divino
That now in my graveQue ahora en mi tumba yo
I must wait for!¡He de esperar!