El camino oscuro Fener d'oro en la mi mano para ver a caminar, yo me do de en piedra en piedra, amán, todo es en vanidad. Echa agua en la tu puerta, pasaré y me cayré, toparé esta chica cavsa, amán, entraré, tè hablaré. Yo por ti, la me querida, huertėlano me v'a hacer, v'a pasar por la tu puerta, amán, clavelicas vo' vender. Los ojos se me marean de tanto mirar la mar. Vaporicos van y vienes amán, letras para mi non hay
The Dark Path Golden lantern in my hand,
to see as I walk I go from stone to stone,
ah, all is vanity. Pour some water at your door,
I shall pass by and fall,
I’ll use this little excuse,
ah, so I’ll enter and speak to you. For you, my beloved one,
a gardener I will become,
I’ll pass before your door,
ah, little carnations I will sell. My eyes grow dizzy
from so much gazing at the sea.
Little steamships come and go ah, but letters for me there are none.
From Arboleras - De las altas mares, Ecos Sefardies de la isle de Rodas, cd 2, 2009 A philosophical love song, where the singer wanders by night with a golden lantern, consumed by love and distance. The refrain “amán” is from is Turkish/Arabic in origin.
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