Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Me da Pena Confersalo, artist - Carlos Gardel.
Date of issue: 11.06.2014
Song language: Spanish
Me da Pena Confersalo(original) |
Nace el hombre en este mundo remanyao por el destino |
Y prosigue su camino muy confiado del rigor |
Sin pensar que la inclemencia de la vida sin amor |
Va enredando su existencia en los tientos del dolor |
Pero llega que un momento se da cuenta de su suerte |
Y se amarga hasta la muerte sin tener ya salvacin |
Pues comprende que la vida fue tan slo un metejn |
Al perder la fe querida de su pobre corazn |
Me da pena confesarlo, pero es triste, qu canejo! |
El venirse tan abajo, derrotao y para viejo; |
No es de hombre lamentarse pero al ver cmo me alejo |
Sin poderlo remediar yo lloro sin querer… llorar |
Si no fuera que el recuerdo de mi madre tan querida |
Me acollara en esta vida con sentida devocin |
No era yo quien aguantaba esta triste situacin |
Ni el que as se contemplaba sin abrirse el corazn |
Pero hay cosas, compaero, que ninguno las comprende |
Uno a veces se defiende del dolor para vivir |
Como aquel que haciendo alarde de coraje en el sufrir |
No se mata de cobarde por temor de no morir |
(translation) |
Man is born in this world remanyao by destiny |
And he continues his path very confident of rigor |
Without thinking that the inclemency of life without love |
He is entangling his existence in the touch of pain |
But there comes a time when he realizes his luck |
And he becomes bitter until death without having salvation |
He then understands that life was just a meth |
By losing the dear faith of his poor heart |
I'm sorry to admit it, but it's sad, what a jerk! |
Coming so low, defeated and for old; |
It's not manly to lament but seeing how I walk away |
Without being able to remedy it, I cry unintentionally... cry |
If it weren't for the memory of my mother so dear |
I would chain myself in this life with heartfelt devotion |
It was not me who put up with this sad situation |
Not even the one who looked at himself like that without opening his heart |
But there are things, mate, that no one understands |
One sometimes defends oneself from pain to live |
Like the one who flaunting courage in suffering |
He doesn't kill himself as a coward for fear of not dying |