Te Pintaré

I will paint you blue, I will paint you pink
I will take you to Paris, you are the most beautiful
I will paint you gray, I will paint you sky
I will take you to my sea, I am your sailor

All night among shadows
Searching for your image, your happy face
All night crying
Staining the canvas for you
All night crying
Cursed the moment I lost you

I will paint you blue, I will paint you pink
I will take you to Paris, you are the most beautiful
I will paint you gray, I will paint you sky
I will take you to my sea, I am your sailor

And in the silence of silences
The sword that cuts the bull
Horse of esparto and gold
In the shame of shames
The cries of a black bull
Laments of scream and gold

I will paint you blue, I will paint you pink
I will take you to Paris, you are the most beautiful
I will paint you gray, I will paint you sky
I will take you to my sea, I am your sailor

Take me one afternoon to the south
To my old Malaga
Let's dance you and me
Because today is a day of celebration
I will always be from the south
I will always be from the south
I will always be from the south
And even if I'm not in my land

I will paint you blue, I will paint you pink
I will take you to Paris, you are the most beautiful
I will paint you gray, I will paint you sky
I will take you to my sea, I am your sailor

I will paint you blue, I will paint you pink
I will take you to Paris, you are the most beautiful
I will paint you gray, I will paint you sky
I will take you to my sea, I am your sailor

Oh, oh