this old song is for an old friend
ive had to translate it:
El Oso
THE BEAR
I LIVED IN A FOREST SO CONTENTEDLY. FOREVER I WALKED AROUND. THE MORNINGS AND AFTERNOONS WERE MINE COMPLETELY. IN THE EVENING I WOULD THROW MYSEFL DOWN TO SLEEP. BUT THEN, ONE DAY, A HUNTER CAME WITH A CAGE. AND HE SHUT ME UP AND TOOK ME INTO TOWN.
IN THE CIRCUS, I LEARNED TRICKS. AND IN THAT WAY, MY FREEDOM WENT AWAY.
AN OLD TIGER TOLD ME "JUST CONFORM YOURSELF". EVERY DAY YOU WILL HAVE FOOD AND A ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD. IN RETURN, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PIRUETTES.
AND THE CHILDREN WILL BE HAPPY WATCHING US.
I HAVE LIVED THIS LIFE FOUR YEARS NOW! IN THE CIRCUS, I TRAVELLED ALL AROUND THE WORLD. BUT I CAN NEVER EVER FULLY FORGET the FOREST. OR MY AFTERNOONS, OR ME.
IN A VILLAGE FARAWAY, SOMEONE FORGOT TO LOCK THE CAGE. IT WAS A DRY NIGHT, WITH NO RAIN, AND I LEFT THE CITY STREETS.
AND NOW I WALK AROUND THE FOREST, LIBERATED IN THE FREDOM OF MY DREAMS.
I MAY BE OLD, BUT THE DAYS ARE MINE ALONE.
RETURNED TO MY HOME, I AM HAPPY ONCE AGAIN.
EL OSO
Yo vivia, en el bosque muy contento.Caminaba, caminaba sin cesar. las mañanas, y las tardes eran mias. A la noche, me tiraba a descansar.Pero un dia, vino el hombre con sus jaulas. Me encerro, y me llevo a la ciudad.
En el circo, me enseñaron las piruetas. Y yo asi perdi mi amada libertad.
Conformate, me decia un tigre viejo. Nunca el techo, ni la comida han de faltar.Solo exigen, que hagamos las piruetas. Y a los chicos podamos alegrar.
Ya han pasado, cuatro años de esta vida!!! con el circo recorri el mundo asi...Pero nunca, pude olvidarme de todo. De mis bosques, de mis tardes ni de mi.
En un pueblito alejado alguien no cerro el candado. era una noche sin luna. Y yo deje la ciudad.
Ahora piso yo, el suelo de mi bosque. Otra vez el verde de la libertad. Estoy viejo, pero las tardes son mias.
Vuelvo al bosque!!! Estoy contento de verdad!!
author- antonio birabent
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