Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Romance of quarter, artist - Anibal Troilo. Album song Tango - Anibal Troilo, completes – Double cd, in the genre Аргентинское танго
Date of issue: 16.04.2003
Record label: Magenta
Song language: Spanish
Romance of quarter(original) |
Primero la cita lejana de abril, |
tu oscuro balcón, tu antiguo jardín. |
Más tarde las cartas de pulso febril |
mintiendo que no, jurando que sí. |
Romance de barrio tu amor y mi amor. |
Primero un querer, después un dolor, |
por culpas que nunca tuvimos, |
por culpas que debimos sufrir los dos. |
Hoy vivirás |
despreciándome, tal vez sin soñar |
que lamento al no poderte tener |
el dolor de no saber olvidar. |
Hoy estarás |
como nunca lejos mío, |
lejos de tanto llorar. |
Fue porque sí, |
que el despecho te cegó como a mí, |
sin mirar que en el rencor del adiós |
castigabas con crueldad tu corazón. |
Fue porque sí |
que de pronto no supimos pensar, |
que es más fácil renegar y partir |
que vivir sin olvidar. |
Ceniza del tiempo la cita de abril, |
tu oscuro balcón, tu antiguo jardín |
las cartas trazadas con mano febril |
mintiendo que no, jurando que sí. |
Retornan vencidas tu voz y mi voz |
trayendo al volver con tonos de horror, |
las culpas que nunca tuvimos |
las culpas que debimos pagar los dos. |
(translation) |
First the distant date of April, |
your dark balcony, your old garden. |
Later feverish pulse charts |
lying no, swearing yes. |
Neighborhood romance your love and my love. |
First a want, then a pain, |
for faults that we never had, |
For faults that we both had to suffer. |
today you will live |
despising me, perhaps without dreaming |
that I regret not being able to have you |
the pain of not knowing how to forget. |
today you will be |
like never far from me, |
far from so much crying. |
It was because yes |
that spite blinded you like me, |
without looking that in the grudge of goodbye |
You cruelly punished your heart. |
It was because yes |
that suddenly we did not know how to think, |
that it is easier to deny and leave |
to live without forgetting |
ash of time the quote of april, |
your dark balcony, your old garden |
the letters drawn with a feverish hand |
lying no, swearing yes. |
Your voice and my voice return defeated |
bringing back with tones of horror, |
the faults that we never had |
the faults that we both had to pay. |