Sed de Amor
La vida me duele sin sol,
precioso emisario de amor,
linda flor de arrebol.
Y mi sed de ti,
duramente me castigas
porque tengo sed.
Te busco, mi niña, en el mar
y aquella, mi tarde estival,
suspicaz de tu gracia
virginal, vivaz,
golondrinas de mi valle
volverás a alar.
Caminaré sin parar
hasta la orilla del mar,
si tú no vienes,
si es preciso andar
quedamente el tiempo,
quedamente se va.
Para qué esperar
Thirst for Love
Life hurts me without sun,
precious emissary of love,
beautiful flower of blush.
And my thirst for you,
hardly punishes me
because I am thirsty.
I look for you, my girl, in the sea
and that one, my summer afternoon,
suspicious of your grace
virginal, lively,
swallows of my valley
you will return to soar.
I will walk without stopping
to the shore of the sea,
if you don't come,
if it is necessary to walk
quietly the time,
quietly it goes away.
Why wait