Danza de gardenias [English translation]

Oh

Little white pigeon, don't cry so much

to your black pigeon [fem.], brunette Marisol

She will always love you

Today

That cry of yours becomes a song

that the heavens will hear, and soon

freely you'll fly

Alas, it breaks my soul

That both hope and love's sweetness die within you

Alas, whereto goes the calmness?

How diva is nostalgy and may time repair that which I broke within you

You

Little white pigeon who gave so much, your black pigeon [fem.]

will leave a trail that will light you up

Today

That cry of yours becomes a river of your holy eyes

And a shrivelled flower will bloom

It will bloom, it will bloom

That ancient charm within your chest will bloom again

It will bloom, it will bloom

A dance full of prime gardenias will bloom again

Alas, it breaks my soul

That both hope and love's sweetness die within you

Alas, whereto goes the calmness?

How diva is nostalgy and may time repair that which I broke within you

It will bloom, it will bloom

That ancient charm within your chest will bloom again

It will bloom, it will bloom

A dance full of prime gardenias will bloom again

A dance full of prime gardenias (it will bloom, it will bloom)

That let a trail that lights you up

That ancient charm within your chest will bloom again (It will bloom, it will bloom)

A dance full of prime gardenias will bloom again

Your black pigeon [fem.], your brunette Marisol (she'll bloom, she'll bloom)

she'll love you, she'll love you, she'll bloom again

she'll bloom again, you'll bloom again

That ancient charm within your chest will bloom again

It will bloom, it will bloom

A dance full of prime gardenias will bloom again