Tarde de Otoño En Platería
El Consorcio
Autumn Afternoon in Silversmith's Square
The clear afternoon
Of Madrid's autumn
That in Silversmith's Square I had coffee.
With your gray dress
I saw you enter the room
And seeing you so pretty
I stood next to you.
The afternoon was dying in the mirrors
Love was dreaming on the couches
And I trembled all over
At that moment, my dear
Blushing all over
I declared my love to you.
Autumn afternoon
Full of Madrid's sun
Coffee of my dreams
Where I found my love.
Oh, 1800, how far you are from me now.
Everything happened like a light
That I turned off.
Autumn afternoon full of Madrid's sun.
Alfonso XII was returning from the bullfights
Julián Gayarre was singing at the opera house
And in that café
I gladly invited you, my dear
And dreams of illusions
Restlessly I waited for you.
The gas lights were growing
The night was slowly arriving
And not seeing you coming
Thinking I would die of love
I left Silversmith's Square
Thinking only of you.
