Lyrics of Me da Pena Confisario - Carlos Gardel

Me da Pena Confisario (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 does not kill himself as a coward for fear of not dying