En medio a mis colores, ay,
pintando estaba un día, ay,
cuando la musa mía, ay,
me vino a tormentar, ay.
Ay, con dolor pues dejo
empresa tan feliz
cual es de bellae Nice
las prendas celebrar, ay.
Quiso que yo pintase, ay,
objeto sobrehumano, ay,
pero lo quiso en vano, ay,
lo tuvo que dejar, ay.
Ay, con dolor pues dejo
empresa tan feliz
cual es de bellae Nice
las prendas celebrar, ay.
Conoce la hermosura, ay,
un corazón vagado, ay,
mas su destin malvado, ay,
Ie impide de centar, ay.
Ay, con dolor pues dejo
empresa tan feliz
cual es de bellae Nice
las prendas celebrar, ay.
Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "Little Spanish song", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Petite chanson espagnole", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: John Versmoren
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 109
Among my colors, ah
I was painting one day
When my muse
Came to torment me.
Ah, with pain I then leave
A task so happy
Which is of beautiful Nike
The clothes to celebrate.
She wanted me to paint her,
Object superhuman,
But she wanted it in vain
She had to leave.
Ah, with pain I then leave
A task so happy
Which is of beautiful Nike
The clothes to celebrate.
She knows beauty,
A wandering heart,
But her wicked destiny
Prevents her from singing.
Ah, with pain I then leave
A task so happy
Which is of beautiful Nike
The clothes to celebrate.
