Lyrics of La Violeta - Carlos Gardel

La Violeta (original)

Con el codo en la mesa mugrienta
Y la vista clavada en un sueo
Piensa el tano Domingo Polenta
En el drama de su inmigracin
Y en la sucia cantina que canta
La nostalgia del viejo paese
Desafina su ronca garganta
Ya curtida de vino carlon
E!!!
La Violeta, la va, la va, la va…
La va sul campo che lei si sognaba
Ch’era su gigin, que guardandola staba…
El tambin busca su soado bien
Desde aquel dia, tan lejano ya
Que con su carga de ilusin saliera
Como La Violeta que la va… la va…
Canzoneta de pago lejano
Que idealiza la sucia taberna
Y que brilla en los ojos del tano
Con la perla de algun lagrimon
La aprendio cuando vino con otros
Encerrado en la panza de un buque
Y es con ella, metiendo batuque
Que consuela su desilusin

(translation)

With the elbow on the grimy table
And staring at a dream
Think Tan Sunday Polenta
In the drama of his immigration
And in the dirty bar that sings
Nostalgia for the old country
Detune your hoarse throat
Already tanned with Carlon wine
AND!!!
The Violet, it goes, it goes, it goes...
She goes sul campo che lei si sognaba
Ch'era her gigin of her, who was keeping her...
He also looks for his dream well
Since that day, so far away
That with his burden of illusion he would come out
Like La Violeta that goes... goes...
Distant payment canzoneta
That idealizes the dirty tavern
And that shines in the eyes of the tano
With the pearl of some tear
He learned it when she came with others
Locked in the belly of a ship
And it is with her, putting batuque
that consoles his disappointment