For those of you who may be lucky in the matters of love. I wish you the best for this St. Valentines Day. Alas, I shall have nothing to celebrate, but I can still shine a small light on you:
From Wiki:
St. Valentine's Day began as a liturgical celebration of one or more early Christian saints named Valentinus. Several martyrdom stories were invented for the various Valentines that belonged to February 14, and added to later martyrologies.[2] A popular hagiographical account of Saint Valentine of Rome states that he was imprisoned for performing weddings for soldiers who were forbidden to marry and for ministering to Christians, who were persecuted under the Roman Empire. According to legend, during his imprisonment, he healed the daughter of his jailer, Asterius. An embellishment to this story states that before his execution he wrote her a letter signed "Your Valentine" as a farewell.
Here's a 1964 song, "Cinnamon Skin" sung in Spanish by American singer Eydie Gormé (Edith Gormezano) and played by the "Los Panchos" trio.
English translation of Lyrics:
Let the infinite run out stars
Or the wide sea lose its immensity
But let the black of your eyes not die,
And the cinnamon of your skin stay the same.
If the rainbow lost its beauty
and the flowers their perfume and colour.
My sadness wouldn’t be so huge
as if I ended up without your love.
I care about you ,and you, and you,
and no one else but you, and you, and you,
I care about you, and you, and you,
and no one else but you...
Black eyes, and cinnamon skin, that drive me to despair...
I care about you ,and you, and you,
and no one else but you, and you, and you,
I care about you, and you, and you,
and no one else but you...
Black eyes, and cinnamon skin, that drive me to despair...
