Un rojo Rojo clavel
Isabel Pantoja
A Red Red Carnation
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Even though everyone wants to know
Not the key, not the lock
Of my when, my how, and why
I like to be free just like the wind
That moves the olive tree and laughs at the sea
To get lost in the shadow of my thoughts
And then at night start to sing.
A carnation, a red, red carnation, a carnation
On the edge of my mouth
I take care of it like a crazy person
Putting my life into it
And the carnation, upon seeing you my love
Has become so fiery
That it's burning my skin
It's become so fiery
That it's burning my skin
That it's burning
That it's burning my skin.
Black hair
Black hair
That smells like mint and lemon
Black eyes
Black jealousy
First cousin of my heart
I couldn't care less what people say
That I come and go through the sandy shore
That I have worn out the bridge's stone
From crossing it so much in the early morning.
And the carnation, upon seeing you my love
Has become so fiery
That it's burning my skin
It's become so fiery
That it's burning my skin
That it's burning
That it's burning my skin
