Singer: Francisco CANAROSinger 2: Roberto MaidaComposer: Luis RubisteinAuthor: Luis Rubistein
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Lyrics
Dios sabe que mi vida estaba trunca y no he soñado nunca tanta bonanza. Angustia de vivir estando muerto, acechando en cielo incierto una esperanza... Y cuando ya estaba resignado a mi mal vino tu sonrisa como un sol primaveral... Desde entonces mi alma, alzando vuelo, se llegó cantando al cielo con su trino más triunfal. Milagro, milagro de cerrar mi herida con besos que son canciones de mi vida... Fuerza milagrosa de tus ojos, canto en la penumbra de mi alma... Milagro, milagro de tus labios rojos, milagro que me trajiste con tu amor... Dios sabe que viví mordiendo angustias y que mi alma, vieja y mustia, se desangraba... Entonces, como luz en el abismo, alumbraste el pesimismo que me nublaba... Ya no tengo penas por milagro de Dios y mi vida canta porque en mi alma está tu voz. Vivo con tus besos, tu regazo, y me duermo entre tus brazos al milagro de tu amor...
English translation
God knows my life was truncated and I have never dreamed so much prosperity. Anguish of living while dead, lurking in an uncertain sky a hope... And when I was already resigned to my evil your smile came like a spring sun... Since then my soul, taking flight, came singing to the sky with its most triumphant trill. Miracle, miracle of closing my wound with kisses that are songs of my life... Miraculous strength of your eyes, song in the twilight of my soul... Miracle, miracle of your red lips, miracle that you brought me with your love... God knows that I lived biting anxieties and that my soul, old and withered.., was bleeding to death... Then, like a light in the abyss you illuminated the pessimism that clouded me... I no longer have sorrows by a miracle of God and my life sings because your voice is in my soul. I live with your kisses, your lap, and I fall asleep in your arms to the miracle of your love...