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Music: Armando Balliotti Lyrics: Osmar Maderna Rec. by Miguel Caló with Raul Berón |
Tr. Jake Spatz Recited 10 Jan. 2007, Divino Lounge |
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Trasnochando, como todo calavera que no ve lo que le espera, que no sabe donde va... rechazaba tus consejos, buen amigo, casi fuimos enemigos por decirme la verdad. |
Up all hours, just like a skull with hollow eyes who can't see where the future lies, who can't fathom where he goes... I rejected your good advice, honest friend, and your true counsel in the end nearly turned us into foes. |
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Siempre fueron mis mejores compañeros los muchachos milongueros, jugadores y algo mas... y con ellos noche a noche derrochaba entre copas, baile y farras, esta vida que se va. |
Back in those days, my most frequent kind of chums were gamblers, milonguero bums, and that general kind of guy... and around them, I wasted every night till morning drinking, dancing, and cavorting, and this whole life went passing by. |
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Trasnochando conoci la mujer que vos sabés, no quisiera repetir lo que anoche te conté. Todo, todo lo perdi, solo de ella conservé esa foto que hay allí y que ya no quiero ver. Vos que todo lo sabés, mañana cuando venis esa foto la guardás la tirás o la rompés, para mí lo mismo da vos hacé lo que querés no la quiero ya mirar ni pensar le que ella fue. |
Being up all hours let me meet the girl you know of all too well; and I'd rather not repeat what last night you heard me tell. I lost it all, I lost it all; she only now belongs to me in that there photo on the wall that I don't even care to see. You know how everything went down; when you come tomorrow morn, take that photo, throw it out, or rip it up and leave it torn. From where I stand, it's all the same, you do with it as you please; I never want to see it again or have her in my memories. |
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