Invierno triste [Blue Winter] [English translation]

The night is blue,

full of stars.

The breeze is wintry,

wanting to snow.

It is hard to believe that you are not

next to me like yesterday,

and to think that your goodbye

I can never understand.

My winter is blue,

sad and sadder.

Blue is the color

of loneliness.

There is no heat more feverish

than the heat that I felt in your arms.

There, I never felt blue winter.

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There is no heat more feverish

than the heat that I felt in your arms.

There, I never felt blue winter—

there, I never felt blue winter.

• Artist:Connie Francis