Текст песни Аше Гарридо - Нет, моей песней не стало отчаянье...

No, my song did not despair,
      hopelessness did not my song:
      you pass, jingling keys
      from the cherished door.
      The door of love under the light fingers tremble,
      swing open - and the light hit in the face,
      and her ringlet curls your road
      dust shines in the sun precious crown.
      Door separation touching gently,
      trying to keep her crucified.
      There's the same sun in the dust of the road
      and tall grasses dancing in the hills.
      The door of death like a Priest to the threshold.
      You turn away screaming, but dropped the key -
      Do not be afraid, open: there again the road,
      and the sun, you see, peeking out from the clouds,
      and every way, fractions, and multiply,
      reflected in the mirror of tears wrong,
      I go - further, more like themselves,
      where the sun a bridge.