Viva La Tristeza!/ Pedro Almodovar (2003) by Various Artists (보컬) on maniadb.com

once, i loved
and i gave so much love to this love
you were the world to me

once, i cried
at the thought i was foolish and
proud and let you say goodbye

and then one day
from my infinite sadness you came
and brought me love again

now i know
that no matter what ever be falls
i'll never let you go
i will hold you close night and day
love is the saddest thing when it goes away

and then one day
from my infinite sadness you came
and brought me love again

make you stay
because
love is the saddest thing when it goes away
love is the saddest thing when it goes away

Todos me dicen el negro, Llorona
Negro pero carinoso.
Todos me dicen el negro, Llorona
Negro pero carinoso.
Yo soy como el chile verde, Llorona
Picante pero sabroso.
Yo soy como el chile verde, Llorona
Picante pero sabroso.

Hay de mi llorona, llorona tu eres mi chunca
Hay de mi llorona, llorona tu eres mi chunca

Me quitaran de quererte llorona pero de olvidarte nunca
Me quitaran de quererte llorona pero de olvidarte nunca

Ay de mi, Llorona Llorona,
Llorona, llevame al rio
Tapame con tu rebozo, Llorona
Porque me muero de frio

Si porque te quiero quieres, Llorona
Quieres que te quieres mas
Si ya te he dado la vida, Llorona
¿Que mas quieres?
¿Quieres mas?

Dicen que por las nochesno ms se le iba en puro llorar;dicen que no coma,no ms se le iba en puro tomar.Juran que el mismo cielose estremeca al or su llanto,cmo sufri por ella,y hasta en su muerte la fue llamando:Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay cantaba,ay, ay, ay, ay, ay gema,Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay cantaba,de pasin mortal mora.Que una paloma tristemuy de maana le va a cantara la casita solacon sus puertitas de par en par;juran que esa palomano es otra cosa ms que su alma,que todava esperaa que regrese la desdichada.Cucurrucuc paloma, cucurrucuc no llores.Las piedras jams, paloma,qu van a saber de amores?Cucurrucuc, cucurrucuc,cucurrucuc, cucurrucuc,cucurrucuc, paloma, ya no le llores

My Funny Valentine
Sweet Comic Valentine
You Make Me Smile With My Heart
You're Looks Are Laughable,
Unphotographable
Yet You're My Favorite Work Of Art
Is Your FigureLess Than Greek
Is Your Mouth A Little Weak
When You Open It To Speak
Are You Smart
Don't Change A Hair For Me
Not If You Care For Me
Stay Little Valentine Stay
Each Day Is Valentine's Day

And now, the end is near and so I got to face
The final curtain, girl
Friends I say clear and state her case of which I'm uncertain
I've lived a life that's full of travelled each and every highway
And more, much more than this, I did it my wayYeah, regrets, I've had a few
But then again, who feel to me uncertain.
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
I planned each other course, each careful footstep along the byway,
Yeah, and more, much more than this,
I did my wayYes, there were times, I'm sure you know
When I did all much more than I could do
But threw it all, when there was doubt, on everyday
And it's not enough, I faced it all
And as big as all did my way.Oh, I've laughed and cried, had my fill my share of losing
And now, as tears subside, counted also music
To think like the old lad
And may I say not in a sky away,
Oh, no no no, You're not me, I did it my way.What is a man, what have he got
If not himself, and he had not to may the things
He truly feels not words of one for use
With that shows, I took the blows and did it my way!

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many poor girls
And me, oh God, am one

If you had listened to what your momma said
You'd be at home today
But I was young and foolish, oh Lord
You let a gambler lead you astray

Go tell my baby sister
Don't do as I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

I'm going back to New Orleans
Your race is almost run
I'm going back to lay my head
Beneath that rising sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many poor girls
And me, I'm one, oh God
And me, oh God, am one

You poor girl, you are one