Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Casita de Mis Viejos, artist - Adriana Varela. Album song Vuelve el Tango, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 30.09.1995
Record label: Discos Melopea
Song language: Spanish
La Casita de Mis Viejos(original) |
Barrio tranquilo de mi ayer |
Como un triste atardecer |
A tu esquina vuelvo viejo… |
Vuelvo más viejo |
La vida me ha cambiado… |
En mi cabeza un poco 'e plata |
Me ha dejado |
Yo fui viajero del dolor |
Y en mi andar soñador |
Comprendi mi mal de vida |
Y cada beso lo borre con una copa |
En un juego de ilusión reparti mi corazón |
Vuelvo cansado a la casita de mis viejos |
Cada cosa es un recuerdo que se agita en mi memoria |
Mis veinte abriles me llevaron lejos… |
!Locuras juveniles!! |
La falta de consejos! |
Hay en la casa un hondo y cruel sentido huraño |
Y al golpear, como un extraño |
Me recibe el viejo criado… |
!Habre cambiado totalmente, que el anciano por la vos |
Tan solo me reconocio! |
Pobre viejita la encontre |
Enfermita; |
yo le hable |
Y me miro con unos ojos… |
Con esos ojos |
Nublados por el llanto |
Como diciendome:?Por que tardaste tanto? |
Ya nunca más he de partir |
Y a tu lado he de sentir |
El calor de un gran cariño… |
Solo una madre nos perdona en esta vida |
!Es la unica verdad! |
!Es mentira lo demas! |
(translation) |
Quiet neighborhood of my yesterday |
Like a sad sunset |
To your corner I come back old... |
I come back older |
Life has changed me... |
In my head a little money |
she has left me |
I was a traveler of pain |
And in my dreamy walk |
I understood my bad life |
And I erased each kiss with a glass |
In a game of illusion I shared my heart |
I return tired to the house of my parents |
Every thing is a memory that stirs in my memory |
My twenties took me far… |
!Youth follies!! |
The lack of tips! |
There is in the house a deep and cruel sense of sullenness |
And when I hit, like a stranger |
The old servant receives me... |
He will have totally changed, that the old man for the voice |
I just recognized myself! |
poor old lady i found her |
Sick; |
I talked to him |
And I look at myself with eyes... |
with those eyes |
clouded by crying |
Like saying to me: Why did you take so long? |
I never have to leave again |
And by your side I have to feel |
The warmth of a great affection… |
Only a mother forgives us in this life |
It is the only truth! |
The rest is a lie! |