Soñando Contigo
Soñe con Robinsones y palmeras
con islas del tesoro y calaveras
con barcos de piratas.
Tenia entonces un sable de madera
y un equipo de primera
formado con tapones de hojalata.
Soñe despues con ser un marinero
cortar en dos el mar con mi velero
y por banda diez cañones.
Tenia en mi mente de Alberti un texto entero
una playa y un cielo
y a medias el Cantueso de Quiñones.
Soñe ser cantaor de celestiales
enamorar a la Cibeles
como sabe hacer el Cantamañanas.
Tenia una guitarra soñadora
dormida en una alcoba
de la Pension Triana.
El tesoro que buscaba
yo sabia que estaba
en uno de esos versos escondido
y cuando te tuve a mi lado
comprendi que habia pasado
la vida entera soñando contigo.
Mi mundo se tornaba blanco y negro
cuando con un bombin, frente al espejo
imitaba a Candilejas.
Recuerdo aquel azul mediterraneo
un verdial en mis labios
la devocion de cada privamera.
De pronto improvisaba un escenario
donde volvia loco al vecindario
cantando noche y dia.
Ansiaba deshojando el calendario
los milagros de Mayo
y los veranos de la fantasia.
Soñe ser cantaor de celestiales
enamorar a la Cibeles
como sabe hacer el Cantamañanas.
Tenia una guitarra soñadora
dormida en una alcoba
de la Pension Triana.
El tesoro que buscaba
yo sabia que estaba
en uno de esos versos escondido
y cuando te tuve a mi lado
comprendi que habia pasado
la vida entera soñando contigo.
Contigo,
contigo,
la vida entera contigo...
y cuando te tuve a mi lado
cmprendi que habia pasado
la vida entera soñando contigo.
La vida entera contigo.
Dreaming of You
I dreamt of Robinsons and palm trees
with treasure islands and skulls
with pirate ships.
I had a wooden saber back then
and a top-notch team
made up of tin caps.
I dreamt later of being a sailor
cutting the sea in half with my sailboat
and ten cannons on board.
I had in my mind a whole text by Alberti
a beach and a sky
and halfway through Quiñones' Cantueso.
I dreamt of being a heavenly singer
captivating Cibeles
like Cantamañanas knows how to do.
I had a dreamy guitar
asleep in a room
at the Triana Inn.
The treasure I was looking for
I knew it was
hidden in one of those verses
and when I had you by my side
I realized that I had spent
my whole life dreaming of you.
My world turned black and white
when with a bowler hat, in front of the mirror
I imitated Chaplin.
I remember that Mediterranean blue
a verdial on my lips
the devotion of each spring.
Suddenly I would improvise a stage
where I would drive the neighborhood crazy
going night and day.
I longed, flipping through the calendar
to experience the miracles of May
and the summers of fantasy.
I dreamt of being a heavenly singer
captivating Cibeles
like Cantamañanas knows how to do.
I had a dreamy guitar
asleep in a room
at the Triana Inn.
The treasure I was looking for
I knew it was
hidden in one of those verses
and when I had you by my side
I realized that I had spent
my whole life dreaming of you.
With you,
with you,
my whole life with you...
and when I had you by my side
I realized that I had spent
my whole life dreaming of you.
My whole life with you.