Suave, suave traducción al Inglés

An oak, a sun that is a mirror
A vineyard, the taste of salt rocks
The sleeping spirit's moss, whiten it with lime
A nap and the oblivion.

Carnations
January and its reflection.
The wind of life, Carmencita under that cherry tree

Tuberose and a cup of pomace
Oblivion drawn, with ink on your navel
Oblivion taking a nap in the breeze of a pine tree

Softly, softly goes down the hill.
Green, softly until reach the sea.
Softly, sweet my life is fading,
After Lucia my life is fading,

Softly, softly goes down the hill.
Slowly my love goes off.
Softly, softly goes down the hill.
Slowly my reason sleeps.

The drum of thunder in the storm
There are no roads, where there should be jungles
Wildlife that dazzles in the ravines
Syrup of roses from aromatic tongues

Carnations, February and its promises
The courtship of beasts
Green butterflies like vine leaves
Alone, before sleeping fields
We were, we are and oblivion

Softly, softly goes down the hill.
Green, softly until reach the sea.
Softly, sweet my life is fading,
After Lucia my life is fading,

Softly, softly goes down the hill.
Slowly my love goes off.
Softly, softly goes down the hill.
Slowly my reason sleeps.

Gently the afternoon falls asleep
White sails, from the port they will depart