Dream Within A Dream
Sueño dentro de un sueño
By propaganda · Writer: Propaganda
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Translation by Alejandra Mida
Original lyrics
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream
Take this kiss upon the brow
And in parting from you now
This much let me avow
You are not wrong who deemed
That my days have been a dream
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, in a day, in a vision, or a memory
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream
I stand amid the roar
Of the surf tormented shore
And I hold within my hands
Grains of golden sand
How few yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep, while I weep
Oh god can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp
Oh god can I not save one from the pitiless wave
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream
Is but a dream within a dream
Take this kiss upon the brow
And in parting from you now
This much let me avow
You are not wrong who deemed
That my days have been a dream
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, in a day, in a vision, or a memory
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream
I stand amid the roar
Of the surf tormented shore
And I hold within my hands
Grains of golden sand
How few yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep, while I weep
Oh god can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp
Oh god can I not save one from the pitiless wave
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream
Translation
Todo lo que vemos o parecemos
Es más que un sueño dentro de un sueño
Toma este beso en la frente
Y al separarse de ti ahora
Esto me deja mucho confesar
No se equivocan quienes consideran
Que mis días han sido un sueño
Sin embargo, si la esperanza se ha desvanecido
En una noche, en un día, en una visión, o un recuerdo
Es por lo tanto el menor se ha ido?
Todo lo que vemos o parecemos
Es más que un sueño dentro de un sueño
Yo estoy en medio del rugido
De la orilla olas atormentadas
Y tengo en mis manos
Granos de arena dorada
¡Cuán pocos todavía cómo se arrastran
A través de mis dedos al abismo
Mientras lloro, mientras lloro
Oh dios no puedo captar con un cierre apretado
Oh dios no puedo guardar una de la despiadada ola
Es todo lo que vemos o parecemos
Pero un sueño dentro de un sueño
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