Rosa Marchita

Withered Rose

Rosa Marchita

The wind stripped a flower,El viento deshojó una flor,
A red rose that fell,Una rosa roja que cayó,
Close to me, I picked it up.Cerca de mí,la recogí.
I noticed the rose was cryingNoté que la rosa lloraba
For you.Por ti.
A rose that when dying, criesUna rosa que al morir, llora
With me in this cruel suffering,Conmigo este cruel sufrir,
Heartache, and in my pain,Pena de amor, y en mi dolor,
I remember the moment when youRecuerdo el momento en que tú
Left me! Oh!Te me fuiste ¡ooh!
It's the flower you left me,Es la flor que me dejaste,
When suddenly you left,Cuando de pronto te marchaste,
You broke my heart.Mi corazón lo destrozaste.
Withered rose that understands,Rosa marchita que comprende,
That our passion today without youQue nuestra pasión hoy sin ti
Dies and that without wordsSe muere y que sin palabras
It seems to whisper.Parece musitar.
You'll come back, you'll come back, you'll come backVolverás, volverás, volverás
Darling.Cariño.
And if you return, our sun,Y si vuelves nuestro sol,
Will shine again and its radianceVolverá a brillar y su fulgor
Will revive, for the poor flower,Revivirá, a la pobre flor,
The rose that today in my handsLa rosa que hoy en mis manos
Is dying, look.Se muere mira.
It's the flower you left me...Es la flor que me dejaste...