Tango Lyrics in Spanish and English
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LOS COSOS DE AL LADO
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The folks next door (1954)
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Music by: Marcos Larrosa | |||
Lyrics by: Jose Canet | |||
Translated by: Adrian Ocneanu | |||
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Version en castellano | English translation | ||
Sollozaron los violines,
los fueyes se estremecieron, y en la noche se perdieron los acordes de un gotán. Un botón que toca ronda pa' no quedarse dormido y un galán que está escondido chamuyando en un zaguán. De pronto se escucha el rumor de una orquesta, es que están de fiesta los cosos de al lao. ¡Ha vuelto la piba que un día se fuera cuando no tenía quince primaveras! ¡Hoy tiene un purrete... y lo han bautizao! Por eso es que bailan los cosos de al lao. Ya las luces se apagaron, el barrio se despereza, la noche con su tristeza el olivo se ha tomao. Los obreros rumbo al yugo como todas las mañanas, mientras que hablando macanas pasa un tipo encurdelao. |
The violins sobbed,
the bellows stretched and in the night died out the chords of a tango. A cop that makes a round to keep from falling asleep, and a dandy who is hidden sweet talking in a hallway. Suddenly one hears the sounds of an orchestra: they are having a party the folks next door There came back the girl who left one day when she didn't have fifteen springs yet. Now she's got a baby and they baptized him. That's why they're dancing, the folks next door. The lights are already out, the neighborhood stretches. The night with its sadness took its leave. Workers head for their yokes like every morning, while, talking nonsense, a drunkard goes by. |
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