En El Ultimo Minuto
Miguel Poveda
In The Last Minute
I was sailing through the thirties
Without the love I so desired
And between my sad and wan lips
A stemless rose was burning
Desperately seeking an owner
And dreaming of the prison of some arms
But I would wake up from my dreams
With my voiceless soul shattered
And suddenly, and suddenly
In the last minute
About to dress in black mourning
I saw you arrive happily one noon
And the autumn without the rose of my wait
Turned into a flowery spring
When your mouth joined mine
Your mouth with mine, your mouth with mine
With mine!
And your kisses, and your kisses
In the last minute
Turned my black mourning into a rose
And my song of sorrow was joy
And that's why a thousand times I bless
The day I met you
And your mouth joined mine
Your mouth with mine, your mouth with mine
With mine!