Текст песни Gothart - Maravillosos Et Piadososs

In the city of old on a narrow street
Sad song ensemble played.
I saw me that I was empty in a hat.
But I passed - and did not give any peso.

Blew in my back coastal wind
Dust raised with stone pavement.
In the wind sounded a violin voice gentle,
Bass singer fired the other voice.

"Maravillosos Et Piadosos,
Et Mui Fremosos Miragres Faz ...
Santa Maria, a Que Nos Quia,
Ben Noit'e Dia et Nos da Paz. "

Since then, everywhere, hard as conscience,
The wind climb me.
"Maravillosos Et Piadosos",
As a sentence, I need me to sound.

And, accomplishing me surprised,
Every passerby shook his head.
I, like insane, on the streets dark
Russed stringly, the wind rushed after me.

But useless, this pomp
Searches all unsuccessfully empty.
"Maravillosos Et Piadosos",
The song sounds as if of the dark.

Where b did not seek those musicians
Spanish hides the secret.
Each, set on my accelets,
I says that there is no one street.

How now to remove me to curse
How delighted peace to find.
Mind is suffered, the fever does not hover
Pain on the soul, there is no other way ...

And I answered the cops at interrogations:
"Maravillosos Et Piadosos".
And the doctors answered questions:
"Maravillosos Et Piadosos".