Joe Dassin Es Gibt Mdchen So Zum Trumen Lyrics

Es Gibt Mdchen So Zum Trumen Lyrics

Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera

Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera



Yo soy un hombre sincero,De don de crece la palma,Yo soy un hombre
sincero,De don de crece la palma,Yantes des morirme guiero,Echar mis versos del
alma,

Guantanamera, guajira GuantanameraGuantanamera, guajira
Guantanamera.

Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera

Guantanamera,
guajira Guantanamera.

I'm just a man who is tryingTo do some good before
dying,To ask each man and his brother,To bear no ill toward each other.This
life will never be hollow,To those who listen and follow.

Guantanamera,
guajira, GuantanameraGuantanamera, guajira, Guantanamera.

Guantanamera,
guajira, GuantanameraGuantanamera, guajira, Guantanamera.

I write my
rhymes with no learning,And yet with truth they are burning,But is the world
waiting for them?Or will they all just ignore them?Have I a poet's illusion,A
dream to die in seclusion?

Guantanamera, guajira,
GuantanameraGuantanamera, guajira, Guantanamera.

Guantanamera, guajira,
GuantanameraGuantanamera, guajira, Guantanamera.

A little brook on a
mountain,The cooling spray of a fountain,Arouse in me an emotion,More than the
vast boundless ocean,For there's a wealth beyond measure,In little things that
we treasure.



Guantanamera, guajira, Guantanamera

Guantanamera, guajira, Guantanamera.