Traduzione del testo della canzone Seven Spanish Angels - Amos Lee
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Seven Spanish Angels
(originale)
He looked down into her blue eyes, and said
«Say a prayer for me».
She
Threw her arms around him, whispered
«God will keep us free»
They could hear the riders comin', He said
«This is my last fight If they
Take me back to Texas
They won’t take me back a-live
There were seven Spanish angels
At the altar of the sun
They were prayin' for the lovers
In the valley of the gun
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the throne
And seven spanish angels, took another
Angel home
She reached down and picked the gun up That lay smokin in his hand
She said, «Father please forgive me I can’t make it without my man.»
And she knew the gun was empty
And she knew she couldn’t win
But her final prayer was answered
When the rifles fired again
There were seven Spanish angels
At the altar of the sun
They were prayin' for the lovers
In the valley of the gun
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the throne
And seven spanish angels, took another
Angel home
There were seven Spanish angels
At the altar of the sun
They were prayin' for the lovers
In the valley of the gun
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the throne
And seven spanish angels, took another
Angel home
(traduzione)
Guardò i suoi occhi azzurri e disse
«Dì una preghiera per me».
Lei
Gli gettò le braccia intorno, sussurrò
«Dio ci manterrà liberi»
Potevano sentire i cavalieri in arrivo, ha detto
«Questa è la mia ultima battaglia se loro
Riportami in Texas
Non mi riporteranno in vita
C'erano sette angeli spagnoli
All'altare del sole
Stavano pregando per gli amanti
Nella valle del cannone
Quando la battaglia si fermò e il fumo si diradò
Ci fu un tuono dal trono
E sette angeli spagnoli ne presero un altro
Angelo a casa
Si chinò e raccolse la pistola che teneva il fumo in mano
Disse: "Padre, ti prego, perdonami, non ce la faccio senza il mio uomo".