Vestida de Novia
Te miro y pareces dormida,
aprisonan tus manos, ramito de azar.
Un sueño profundo y muy triste,
de el que ya nunca, te despertaras.
Te han puesto tu traje de novia,
esa que a la iglesia, ya no luciras.
Tus palidos labios dormidos,
el, si emocionado, no pronunciaran.
Y te vas, Y te vas,
al cielo vestida de novia te vas.
Y un coro muy triste de ángeles,
sollozan la marcha nupcial.
Y te vas, Y te vas,
al cielo vestida de novia te vas.
Y un coro muy triste de ángeles,
sollozan la marcha nupcial.
La, la, la, la…La, la ,la, la
Me siento tan solo y tan triste,
y al verte dormida quisiera gritar.
Me muerdo los labios pensando,
que nunca tus ojos, me han de mirar.
Porque habra querido el destino,
así de un zarpazo, tan cruel y brutal.
Dejar nuestros sueños desechos,
pregunto y pregunto ¿Cúal fue nuestro mal?
Y te vas, Y te vas,
al cielo vestida de novia te vas.
Y un coro muy triste de ángeles,
sollozan la marcha nupcial.
Y te vas, Y te vas,
al cielo vestida de novia te vas.
Y un coro muy triste de ángeles,
sollozan la marcha nupcial.
La, la, la, la…La, la, la, la
Dressed as a Bride
I look at you and you seem asleep,
your hands are imprisoned, a bunch of chance.
A deep and very sad dream,
from which you will never wake up.
They have put on your wedding dress,
the one you will no longer wear to the church.
Your pale lips asleep,
he, if excited, will not speak.
And you go, And you go,
to heaven dressed as a bride you go.
And a very sad choir of angels,
sob the wedding march.
And you go, And you go,
to heaven dressed as a bride you go.
And a very sad choir of angels,
sob the wedding march.
La, la, la, la… La, la, la, la
I feel so lonely and so sad,
and seeing you asleep I want to scream.
I bite my lips thinking,
that your eyes will never look at me.
Why would destiny have wanted,
so with a cruel and brutal blow.
To leave our dreams shattered,
I ask and ask, what was our wrong?
And you go, And you go,
to heaven dressed as a bride you go.
And a very sad choir of angels,
sob the wedding march.
And you go, And you go,
to heaven dressed as a bride you go.
And a very sad choir of angels,
sob the wedding march.
La, la, la, la… La, la, la, la