Acquaforte

Strong Water

Acquaforte

It's midnight, the cabaret awakens,Es medianoche, el cabaret despierta,
many women, flowers, and champagne;muchas mujeres, flores y champan;
the eternal and sad party is about to beginva a comenzar la eterna y triste fiesta
for those who live to a rhythm and a desire.de los que viven un ritmo y un afan.
Forty years of life chain me,Cuarenta años de vida me encadenan,
white-haired, old-hearted;blanca la testa, viejo el corazón;
today I can look with much sorrowhoy puedo ya mirar con mucha pena
at what I once looked at with hope.lo que otros tiempos mire con ilusión.

The poor girls,Las pobres muchachas,
tired of kisses,cansadas de besos,
look at me strangely,me miran extrañas,
with curiosity...con curiosidad...
They no longer recognize me,Ya no me conocen
I am alone and old.estoy solo y viejo.
How sad all this is,Que triste es todo esto,
life is slipping away!la vida se va!

An old rich man who spends his moneyUn viejo rico que gasta su dinero
drinking Lulu with his champagne,emborrachando a Lulu con su champan,
today denies a raise to a poor workerhoy le nego el aumento a un pobre obrero
who asked for a bit more bread.que le pidio un pedazo más de pan.
That poor woman who sells flowersAquella pobre mujer que vende flores
and was once the queen of Montmartre in my time,y fue en mi tiempo reina de Montmartre,
she offers me with a smile some violetsme ofrece con sonrisa unas violetas
to perhaps brighten my loneliness.para que alegren tal vez mi soledad.

And I think about life...Y pienso en la vida...
the mothers who suffer,las madres que sufren,
the children who wander,los hijos que vagan,
without a roof and without bread...sin techo y sin pan...
selling newspapers,vendiendo "La Prensa",
earning a couple of coins.ganando "dos guitas".
How sad all this is,Que triste es todo eso,
I wish I could cry!quisiera llorar!