El Trovador

The Troubadour

El Trovador

I'm a humble troubadourSoy un humilde trovador
Who has arrived at your balconiesQue ha llegado a tus balcones
To lull with his songsPa’ arrullar con sus canciones
Your sweet dreams of loveTus dulces sueños de amor

I want to enter that gardenQuiero entrar a ese jardín
Where you cultivate your flowersDonde cultivas tus flores
To cultivate a jasminePa’ cultivar un jazmín
That speaks to you of my lovesQue te hable de mis amores

To tell you that I love youQue te diga que te quiero
To tell you that I adore youQue te diga que te adoro
That I die for your loveQue yo por tu amor me muero
That I beg for your loveQue yo por tu amor imploro

To tell you that I love youQue te diga que te quiero
To tell you that I adore youQue te diga que te adoro
That I die for your loveQue yo por tu amor me muero
That I beg for your loveQue yo por tu amor imploro

I came on my nag riddenVine en mi cuaco montado
From very distant landsDesde tierras muy lejanas
I bring a gun and a knifeTraigo pistola y cuchillo
And a feeling in my soulY un sentimiento en el alma

That's why I ask youPor eso es que yo te pido
To let me see your flowersQue me dejes ver tus flores
To take care of the jasminePara cuidar el jazmín
That speaks to you of my lovesQue te hable de mis amores

To tell you that I love youQue te diga que te quiero
To tell you that I adore youQue te diga que te adoro
That I die for your loveQue yo por tu amor me muero
That I beg for your loveQue yo por tu amor imploro

To tell you that I love youQue te diga que te quiero
To tell you that I adore youQue te diga que te adoro
That I die for your loveQue yo por tu amor me muero
That I beg for your loveQue yo por tu amor imploro