Letra de Homero Manzi
Traducido por: Walter TanGringo Kane
When she arrived… I heard you laugh…!
When she left… your song cried…!
My whoie life, brother bandoneón,
is concealed within your keyboard.
In the shavings of your emotion is kindled
the dark flame of her absence, and of my love.
When she arrived… I heard you laugh…!
When she left… your song cried…!
Bellows… don’t go on dripping gloom.
Bellows… how your moan grieves me.
Let’s go… We shouldn’t lose our head.
Let’s go…
if we well know that there’s nothing to be done;
that she is gone from our side
and she’s thrown both of us in the corner of dead dreams
Bellows don’t go on dripping grief
Let’s go.. We must know how to forget.
When she arrived… window of love,. .!
When she left… voice of bitterness.
I kept her ingratitude! in your case
And I made a shroud out of your blue shawl
This is the story of the house of cards
that we raised to your bandoneón lullaby
When she arrived… window of love,. .!
When she left… voice of bitterness.