Esos ojitos tan bellos
Que me hacen delirar
Bellos tan bellos
Esos ojitos negros
Oime bien te canto a ti
Mujer me haces feliz
Esos ojitos son pa mi
Dime que es asíMe das una mirada a mi
Y me derrito aquí
Te juro que es así..
No quiero ver llorar
Esos ojitos bellos
Me hace sentir muy mal
Que por mi lloran ellos

You’ve got beautiful shades, but it’s a real shameThat I can’t quite make out your eyes behind themWell this is such a beautiful place, even if it’s kind of strangeDid you notice how the people here are rather queer?They’ve got supercilious smiles on their faces
You’ve got beautiful eyes; I saw them from the very firstBut I can’t quite make out the dreams inside themWell this was such a strange mistake
With no one there to calculate itAde was saying that through this mist an end was kissed
And all the songs inside came a cryin’ down
These walls surround me white; this machine counts heartbeats day and nightThis mask makes a real good shield for my eyesAnd these things that I take well, they really do inebriateIt’s amazing now what you can get, you just swallow it downit makes you forget all and everything
You’ve got beautiful lips, but it’s a real shameThat I can’t quite reach out to truly kiss themWell this is such a beautiful place, even if it’s kind of strangeDid you notice how the people here are rather queer?They’ve got supercilious smiles on their faces
These walls surround me white and this machine counts heartbeats day and nightThis mask makes a real good shield for my eyesAnd these things that I take well, they really do inebriateIt’s amazing now what you can get ,you just swallow it downit makes you forget
it makes you forgetit makes you forget
It’s amazing now what you can get
You just swallow it down; it makes you forget
It’s amazing now what you can get
You just swallow it down,

It makes you forget all and everything

Un bel dì, vedremolevarsi un fil di fumo sull'estremoconfin del mare.E poi la nave apparePoi la nave bianca.Entra nel porto, romba il suo saluto.
Vedi? È venuto!Io non gli scendo incontro, io no. Mi mettolà sul ciglio del colle e aspetto,e aspetto gran tempoe non mi pesala lunga attesa.
E uscito dalla folla cittadinaun uomo, un picciol puntos'avvia per la collina.Chi sarà? Chi sarà?E come sarà giuntoche dirà? che dirà?Chiamerà Butterfly dalla lontana.
Io senza dar rispostame ne starò nascosta
un po' per celia... un po' per non morireal primo incontro,ed egli alquanto in penachiamerà, chiamerà:«Piccina – mogliettinaolezzo di verbena»i nomi che mi dava al suo venire.a SuzukiTutto questo avverrà, te lo prometto.Tienti la tua paura.Io con sicura fede lo aspetto

FRUn beau jour nous verronsun panache de fumée au-dessusl'horizon de la mer.Et puis le navire apparaît.Le navire blancentre dans le port. Son salut gronde.
Tu vois? Il est venu!Je ne vais pas à sa rencontre. Pas moi.Je me mets sur le bord de la colline et je l'attends,Et j'attends longtemps.Et la longue attentene m'est pas pénible.
De la foule journalièreun homme, un petit pointmonte la colline.Ce sera qui? Ce sera qui?Et quand il me rejoindra,Que dira t il ? Que dira t il ?De loin il criera “Butterfly “
Moi, sans répondre,Je resterai cachée.
Un peu pour taquiner et un peu pour ne pas mourirà la première rencontre;Et lui, un peu triste,criera, criera"Ma petite femme,fleur d'oranger“les noms qu'il m'a donné à son arrivée.A SuzukiTout cela va se passer, je te le promets.N'aie pas peurJe l'attends pleine de confiance