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Singer: Ricardo TANTURISinger 2: Enrique Campos y Roberto VidelaComposer: Guillermo BarbieriAuthor: Ambrosio Río

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He traído del campo estas flores que ayer
arrancaron mis manos con gran frenesí.
Porque quiero tenerte contenta, mujer,
y mostrarte que yo moriría por ti.

Si una intérprete fueras entonces,
sentirías igual que yo siento
un amor tan extraño y tan dulce
que al no realizarse sería un infierno.

Asomá tu carita y no me hagas sufrir,
te lo pido por lo que más quieras, mi amor,
que al no verte sería capaz de morir,
de cariño, quizá, o de extraño dolor.

Los culpables han sido tus ojos
y tus labios tus cómplices fueron,
que me tienen igual que a un esclavo
y soy, si se quiere, tu fiel prisionero.
English translation
I have brought from the field these flowers that yesterday
plucked by my hands with great frenzy.
Because I want to keep you happy, woman,
and show you that I would die for you.

If you were an interpreter then,
you would feel as I feel
a love so strange and so sweet
that to be unfulfilled would be hell.

Show your little face and don't make me suffer,
I ask you for whatever you want, my love,
that by not seeing you I would be able to die,
of affection, perhaps, or of strange pain.

The culprits have been your eyes
and your lips were your accomplices,
that they have me as a slave
and I am, if you will, your faithful prisoner.

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