Tango Lyrics in Spanish and English

SUR
South (1948)
Lyrics by: Homero Manzi
Music by: Anibal Troilo
 
Translated by: Alberto Paz
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Nena




EDMUNDO RIVERO
with Anibal Troilo



CASTELLANO ENGLISH
San Juan y Boedo antigua y todo el cielo,
Pompeya y, mas alla, la inundacion,
tu melena de novia en el recuerdo,
y tu nombre flotando en el adios...
La esquina del herrero barro y pampa,
tu casa, tu vereda y el zanjon
y un perfume de yuyos y de alfalfa
que me llena de nuevo el corazon.

Sur... paredon y despues...
Sur... una luz de almacen...
Ya nunca me veras como me vieras,
recostado en la vidriera
y esperandote,
ya nunca alumbrare con las estrellas
nuestra marcha sin querellas
por las noches de Pompeya.
Las calles y las lunas suburbanas
y mi amor en tu ventana
todo ha muerto, ya lo se.

San Juan y Boedo antigua, cielo perdido,
Pompeya y, al llegar al terraplen,
tus veinte años temblando de cariño
bajo el beso que entonces te robe.
Nostalgia de las cosas que han pasado,
arena que la vida se llevo,
pesadumbte del barrio que ha cambiado
y amargura del sueño que murio.
Ancient San Juan and Boedo streetcorner, the whole sky
Pompeya and farther down, the floods
Your loose hair of a bride in my memory
and your name floating in the farewell
The blacksmith’s corner, mud and pampa,
our house, your sidewalk, and the ditch
and a scent of weeds and alfalfa
that fills the heart all over again.

South, a large wall and then...
South, a light from a general store...
You’ll never see me again, like you saw me,
reclined on the glass window
and waiting for you.
I’ll never illuminate with the stars
our walk without quarrels
on the evenings of Pompeya...
The streets and the suburban moons,
and my love on your window,
all is dead, I know it...

Ancient San Juan and Boedo, lost sky,
Pompeya and reaching the embankment,
your twenties trembling with affection
with a kiss I then stole from you.
Nostalgias of things that have past,
sand that life swept away,
sorrow for the barrio that have changed,
and bitterness for a dream that died.

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