Singer: Rodolfo BIAGIComposer: Jesus VenturaAuthor: Miguel Osés
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Lyrics
Yo te he visto pasar por la acera con un gesto de desolación y al cruzar no miraste siquiera, que entendía tu desilusión. Te ha dejado, lo sé, la malvada y al calor de otros ojos se va; ya lo ves cómo no queda nada de ese amor que matándote está. Volvé, jamás otras manos cual las de tu mujercita harán por la tardecita los mates que cebo yo. Que en su espuma te contaba que además de su dulzura allí estaba la ternura de aquella que lo cebó. Y por mucho que te quieran siempre serán artificios, nadie hará los sacrificios que hizo por vos tu mujer. En mis noches de vigilia acongojada no duermo sabiendo que estás enfermo sin poderte socorrer. Allá en la noche callada te veo triste y burlado por aquella que ha llevado mi vida y mi corazón. Volvé que aquí has de olvidarla, mi pecho siempre te espera, ya sabrá tu compañera cicatrizar tu pasión.
English translation
I have seen you pass by on the sidewalk with a gesture of desolation and when you crossed you didn't even look, I understood your disappointment. She has left you, I know, the wicked one and to the warmth of other eyes she leaves; you see how there is nothing left of that love that is killing you. Come back, never other hands like those of your little wife will make in the afternoon the gourds that I bait. That in her foam I told you that besides her sweetness there was the tenderness of the one who fattened it. And no matter how much they love you they will always be artifices, no one will make the sacrifices that your wife made for you. In my nights of vigil I do not sleep in sorrow knowing that you are sick without being able to help you. There in the quiet night I see you sad and mocked by the one who has taken my life and my heart. Come back, you must forget her here, my breast always waits for you, your companion will know how will know how to heal your passion.
















