Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anclado en Paris, artist - Carlos Gardel. Album song Al Mundo Le Falta Un Tornillo, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 18.10.2009
Record label: bELA
Song language: Spanish
Anclado en Paris(original) |
Anclao en París |
Tirao por la vida de errante bohemio, |
estoy, Buenos Aires, anclao en París, |
Curtido de males, bandeado de apremios, |
te evoco desde este lejano país. |
Contemplo la nieve que cae blandamente |
desde mi ventana que da al bulevar. |
Las luces rojizas, con tonos murientes, |
parecen pupilas de extraño mirar. |
Lejano Buenos Aires, |
qué lindo que has de estar!!! |
Ya van para diez años |
que me viste zarpar. |
Aquí, en este Montmartre, |
faubourg sentimental, |
Yo siento que el recuerdo |
me clava su puñal… |
Como habrá cambiado tu calle Corrientes, |
Suipacha, Esmeralda, tu mismo arrabal!!! |
Alguien me ha contado que está floreciente |
y un juego de calles se da en diagonal… |
No sabés las ganas que tengo de verte! |
Aqui estoy parado, sin plata y sin fe… |
Quién sabe una noche me encane la Muerte |
y chau, Buenos Aires, no te vuelvo a ver!!! |
(translation) |
Anchored in Paris |
Tirao for the life of bohemian wanderer, |
I am, Buenos Aires, anchored in Paris, |
Hardened by evils, banded by constraints, |
I evoke you from this distant country. |
I watch the softly falling snow |
from my window that overlooks the boulevard. |
The reddish lights, with dying tones, |
they look like strange looking pupils. |
distant Buenos Aires, |
how cute you must be!!! |
It's already been ten years |
you saw me set sail |
Here, in this Montmartre, |
sentimental faubourg, |
I feel that the memory |
he sticks his dagger in me... |
How your Corrientes street will have changed, |
Suipacha, Esmeralda, your own suburb!!! |
Someone has told me that it is flourishing |
and a set of fairways occurs diagonally… |
You don't know how much I want to see you! |
Here I am standing, without money and without faith... |
Who knows one night I fell in love with Death |
and bye, Buenos Aires, I will never see you again!!! |