Jean Claude Borelly - Serenata para dos Amores'사랑의 세레나데

Serenade of Love

The night is being filled

With the sounds of song.

And it entwines itself in your window,

My serenade of love.

 

The stars quietly

Begin to whisper.

And it's filling the night,

My serenade of love.

 

The moon turns to silver

When it falls upon the cornfield.

The wind is bringing

The notes of my song.

 

It's the night of my land

That has become a heart.

With it I am adorning

My serenade of love.

 

I'll leave my grievances

Deep inside your soul.

I've come to trade your disdain

For a little bit of hope.

 

It was for you alone,

My heartfelt serenade

That forged the stars

And the wind of my mountains.

 

It was for you alone,

My heartfelt serenade

That forged the stars

And the wind of my mountains