Soledad
Yo no quiero que nadie a mí me diga
Que de tu dulce vida
Vos ya me has arrancado
Mi corazón una mentira pide
Para esperar tu imposible llamado
Yo no quiero que nadie se imagine
Cómo es de amarga y honda mi eterna soledad
Pasa las noches, el minutero mueve
La pesadilla de su lento tic-tac
En la doliente sombra de mi cuarto, al esperar
Sus pasos que quizás no volverán
A veces me parece que ellos detienen su andar
Sin atreverse luego a entrar
Pero no hay nadie y ella no viene
Es un fantasma que crea mi ilusión
Y que al desvanecerse va dejando su visión
Cenizas en mi corazón
En la plateada esfera del reloj
Las horas que agonizan se niegan a pasar
Hay un desfile de extrañas figuras
Que me contemplan con burlón mirar
Es una caravana interminable
Que se hunde en el olvido con su mueca espectral
Se va con ella tu boca que era mía
Solo me queda la angustia de mi mal
Solitude
I don't want anyone to tell me
That from your sweet life
You have already taken me
My heart asks for a lie
To wait for your impossible call
I don't want anyone to imagine
How bitter and deep my eternal solitude is
The nights pass, the minute hand moves
The nightmare of its slow tick-tock
In the sorrowful shadow of my room, waiting
For steps that may not return
Sometimes it seems to me that they stop their walk
Without daring to enter
But there is no one and she doesn't come
It's a ghost created by my illusion
And as it fades away, it leaves its vision
Ashes in my heart
In the silver sphere of the clock
The dying hours refuse to pass
There is a parade of strange figures
That gaze at me mockingly
It's an endless caravan
That sinks into oblivion with its spectral grin
Your mouth that was mine goes with her
All that remains is the anguish of my pain
Escrita por: Carlos Gardel / Alfredo Le Pera