Flor de naranjo
Era tiempo de agua cuando ella se fue
el campo de nuevo lucia su verdor
me dejo en silencio llorando de amor
regando con llanto mi desolacion
Yo que de palabras bonitas no se
le hablaba del cielo vestido de gris
del ave que al alba trinaba feliz
de arrollos que llevan al rio su cancion
Su nombre de pila jamas lo aprendi
porque de cariño la quise llamar
mi flor de naranjo ramito de azar
la vida sin ella la tengo de mas
Era tiempo de agua cuando ella se fue
el campo de nuevo lucia su verdor
me dejo en silencio llorando de amor
regando con llanto mi desolacion
Yo que de palabras bonitas no se
le hablaba del cielo vestido de gris
del ave que al alba trinaba feliz
de arrollos que llevan al rio su cancion
Tanto la queria que asi la llame
aunque sin su aroma mi huerto dejo
mi flor de naranjo no sabes que yo
cada vez que llueve te recuerdo mas.
Orange Blossom
It was a time of rain when she left
the countryside once again showed its greenery
she left me in silence crying with love
watering my desolation with tears
I, who don't know pretty words
spoke to her of the sky dressed in gray
of the bird that sang happily at dawn
of streams that carry their song to the river
I never learned her real name
because with affection I wanted to call her
my orange blossom, a little stroke of luck
life without her is more than I need
It was a time of rain when she left
the countryside once again showed its greenery
she left me in silence crying with love
watering my desolation with tears
I, who don't know pretty words
spoke to her of the sky dressed in gray
of the bird that sang happily at dawn
of streams that carry their song to the river
I loved her so much that's how I called her
although without her scent my garden is left
my orange blossom, you don't know that I
every time it rains, I remember you more.