Dos Cruces
Sevilla tuvo que ser,
Con su lunita plateada,
Testigo de nuestro amor,
Bajo la noche callada.
Y nos quisimos los dos,
Con un amor sin pecado,
Pero el destino ha querido,
Que vivamos separados.
Están clavadas dos cruces,
En el monte del olvido,
Por dos amores que han muerto,
Sin haberse comprendido.
Están clavadas dos cruces,
En el monte del olvido,
Por dos amores que han muerto,
Que son el tuyo y el mío.
Hay barrio de santa Cruz,
Hay plaza de doña Elvira,
Te vuelvo yo a recordar,
Y me parece mentira.
Ya todo aquello acabo,
Todo quedo en el olvido,
Nuestras promesas de amores,
En el aire se han perdido.
Están clavadas dos cruces,
En el monte del olvido,
Por dos amores que han muerto,
Sin haberse comprendido.
Están clavadas dos cruces,
En el monte del olvido,
Por dos amores que han muerto,
Que son el tuyo y el mío.
Que son el tuyo y el mío.
Two Crosses
Seville had to be,
With its silver little moon,
Witness of our love,
Under the silent night.
And we both loved each other,
With a sinless love,
But destiny has wanted,
That we live apart.
Two crosses are nailed,
On the mountain of oblivion,
For two loves that have died,
Without understanding each other.
Two crosses are nailed,
On the mountain of oblivion,
For two loves that have died,
That are yours and mine.
There's the neighborhood of Santa Cruz,
There's the square of Doña Elvira,
I remember you again,
And it seems unbelievable.
Everything has ended,
Everything was forgotten,
Our promises of love,
Have vanished into thin air.
Two crosses are nailed,
On the mountain of oblivion,
For two loves that have died,
Without understanding each other.
Two crosses are nailed,
On the mountain of oblivion,
For two loves that have died,
That are yours and mine.
That are yours and mine.
Escrita por: Carmelo Larrea