Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Noches de Reyes, artist - Carlos Gardel. Album song Deluxe: Classics - Carlos Gardel, in the genre Аргентинское танго
Date of issue: 09.09.2012
Record label: Puzzle
Song language: Spanish
Noches de Reyes(original) |
La quise como nadie tal vez haya querido |
Y la adoraba tanto que hasta celos sentí |
Por ella me hice bueno, honrado y buen marido |
Y en hombre de trabajo, mi vida convertí |
Al cabo de algún tiempo de unir nuestro destino |
Nacía un varoncito, orgullo de mi hogar; |
Y era mi dicha tanta al ver claro mi camino |
Ser padre de familia, honrado y trabajar |
Pero una noche de Reyes |
Cuando a mi hogar regresaba |
Comprobé que me engañaba |
Con el amigo más fiel |
Y ofendido en mi amor propio |
Quise vengar el ultraje |
Lleno de ira y coraje |
Sin compasión los maté! |
Que cuadro compañeros, no quiero recordarlo! |
Me llena de vergüenza, de odio y de rencor |
De que vale ser bueno! |
Si aparte de vengarme |
Clavaron en mi pecho la flecha del dolor |
Por eso compañero, como hoy es día de Reyes |
Los zapatitos el nene afuera los dejo |
Espera un regalito y no sabe que a la madre |
Por falsa y por canalla, su padre la mató! |
(translation) |
I loved her like no one perhaps has loved |
And she adored her so much that I even felt jealousy |
For her I became a good, honest and good husband |
And in a man of work, my life became |
After some time joining our fate |
A little boy was born, pride of my home; |
And he was so happy to see my path clear |
Being a father of a family, honest and working |
But a night of Kings |
When I returned home |
I found that I was cheating |
With the most faithful friend |
And offended in my own love |
I wanted to avenge the outrage |
Full of anger and courage |
Without compassion I killed them! |
What a picture, comrades, I don't want to remember it! |
It fills me with shame, hate and resentment |
What's the point of being good? |
Yes, apart from taking revenge |
They stuck the arrow of pain in my chest |
That's why mate, as today is Three Kings' Day |
The little shoes the baby left outside |
He expects a little gift and he doesn't know that the mother |
Because she was false and a scoundrel, her father killed her! |