Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Malena, artist - Cacho Castaña. Album song En Vivo En El Gran Rex, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 27.04.2017
Record label: Universal Music Argentina
Song language: Spanish
Malena(original) |
Malena canta el tango |
Como ninguna |
Y en cada verso pone |
Su corazón; |
A yuyo del suburbio |
Su voz perfuma |
Malena tiene pena |
De bandoneón |
Tal vez alla en la infancia |
Su voz de alondra |
Tomo ese tono oscuro |
Del callejon |
O acaso aquel romance |
Que solo nombra |
Cuando se pone triste |
Con el alcohol |
Malena canta el tango |
Con voz de sombra |
Malena tiene pena |
De bandoneón |
Tu canción |
Tiene el frio del último encuentro |
Tu canción |
Se hace amarga en la sal del recuerdo |
Yo no se |
Si tu voz es la flor de una pena |
Solo se |
Que al rumor de tus tangos, Malena |
Te siento más buena |
Mas buena que yo |
Tus ojos son oscuros |
Como el olvido |
Tus labios apretados |
Como el rencor |
Tus manos, dos palomas |
Que sienten frio |
Tus venas tienen sangre |
De bandoneón |
Tus tangos son criaturas |
Abandonadas |
Que cruzan sobre el barro |
Del callejon |
Cuando todas las puertas |
Estan cerradas |
Y ladran los fantasmas |
De la canción |
Malena canta el tango |
Con voz quebrada; |
Malena tiene pena |
De bandoneón |
(translation) |
Malena sings the tango |
like none |
And in each verse she puts |
His heart hers; |
Help from the suburb |
Her voice perfumes her |
Malena is sorry |
of bandoneon |
Maybe back in childhood |
her lark's voice |
I take that dark tone |
from the alley |
Or maybe that romance |
that she only names |
when she gets sad |
with the alcohol |
Malena sings the tango |
with a voice of shadow |
Malena is sorry |
of bandoneon |
Your song |
She is cold from the last encounter |
Your song |
She becomes bitter in the salt of memory |
I don't know |
If your voice is the flower of sorrow |
I only know |
That to the rumor of your tangos, Malena |
I feel you better |
better than me |
your eyes are dark |
like oblivion |
your tight lips |
like the grudge |
Your hands, two doves |
who feel cold |
your veins have blood |
of bandoneon |
your tangos are creatures |
abandoned |
that cross over the mud |
from the alley |
when all the doors |
They are closed |
And the ghosts bark |
Of the song |
Malena sings the tango |
With a broken voice; |
Malena is sorry |
of bandoneon |