Natalia Oreiro - Un Ramito De Violetas
Era feliz en su matrimonio
Aunque su marido era el mismo demonio
Tenia el hombre un poco de mal genio
Ella se quejaba de que nunca fue tierno
Desde hace ya mas de tres a?os
Recibe cartas de un extra?o
Cartas llenas de poesia
Que le han devuelto la alegria
Quien te escribia a ti versos dime ni?a quien era
Quien te mandaba flores por primavera
Quien cada nueve de noviembre
Como siempre sin tarjeta
Te mandaba un ramito de violetas
A veces sue?a ella y se imagina
Como sera aquel que a ella tanto la estima
Sera mas bien hombre de pelo cano
Sonrisa abierta y ternura en sus manos
Quien sera quien sufre en silencio
Quien puede ser su amor secreto
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Mira a su marido y luego se calla
Quien te escribia a ti versos dime ni?a quien era
Quien te mandaba flores por primavera
Quien cada nueve de noviembre
Como siempre sin tarjeta
Te mandaba un ramito de violetas
Y cada tarde al volver su esposo
Cansado del trabajo va y la mira de reojo
No dice nada porque lo sabe todo
Ella es asi feliz de cualquier modo
Porque el es quien le escribe versos
El es su amante, su amor secreto
Ella que no sabe nada
Mira a su marido y luego se calla
Quien te escribia a ti versos dime ni?a quien era
Quien te mandaba flores por primavera
Quien cada nueve de noviembre
Como siempre sin tarjeta
Te mandaba un ramito de violetas
Natalia Oreiro - UN RAMITO DE VIOLETAS (English translation)
She was happy during her wedding
Even though her groom was the very devil
The man had a bit of a bad temper
She complained that he was never affectionate
For about three years now
She's been receiving anonymous letters
Letters full of poetry
That have brought her joy again
Who wrote you [those] verses girl, tell me who was it
Who sent you flowers in the spring
Who every ninth of November
As always without a card
Sent you a bouquet of violets
Sometimes she dreams and tries to imagine
How that person must be who holds her in such high regard
Could he be a man with gray hair
A broad smile and tenderness in his hands
Who could he be that suffers in silence
Who could be her secret love
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Looks at her husband and then falls silent
Who wrote you [those] verses girl, tell me who was it
Who sent you flowers in the spring
Who every ninth of November
As always without a card
Sent you a bouquet of violets
And every afternoon when her husband returns
Tired from work, he goes and looks at her from the corner of his eye
He doesn't say anything because he knows everything
She is happy nonetheless
Because it is he who is writing her the verses
He is her secret lover, her secret romance
She who doesn't know anything
Looks at her husband and then falls silent
Who wrote you [those] verses girl, tell me who was it
Who sent you flowers in the spring
Who every ninth of November
As always without a card
Sent you a bouquet of flowers