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Corazon de papel

Anibal TROILOAnibal TROILOtango1947-10-243 videos
Singer: Anibal TROILOSinger 2: Floreal RuizComposer: Cátulo CastilloAuthor: Alberto Franco

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Cuando llegaste al nido, tus ojos soñadores
clavaste en mi muñeca vestida de Pierrot
y alzándola en tus brazos, como una madrecita,
dijiste: 'Pobrecita, no tiene corazón'.
Tus manos diligentes hurgaron todo el cuarto
y con un pedacito muy rojo de papel,
un corazón le hiciste, un corazón pequeño,
que clavaste en su pecho con un lindo alfiler.

Muñequita de trapo
vestida de Pierrot,
nunca tendrá tu pecho,
amores ni ilusión,
nunca podrás vivir
nunca podrás querer,
muñequita de trapo,
corazón de papel.

Pasaron cuatro meses de sueños y de idilio
y vos, que en ese pecho tenés un corazón,
igual que golondrina volaste hacia otro nido
sin preocuparte nada por lo que atrás quedó.
No importa, pobre cosa de carne pasajera,
te apagarás un día lo mismo que un quinqué
y en cambio mi muñeca será siempre la misma
con su pecho sin alma que hiere un alfiler.

Muñequita de trapo
vestida de Pierrot,
aunque no tengas alma
te quiero sólo a vos,
pues sé que para siempre
habrás de serme fiel,
muñequita de trapo,
corazón de papel.
English translation
When you arrived at the nest, your dreamy eyes
you fixed on my doll dressed as Pierrot
and lifting it in your arms, like a little mother,
you said: 'Poor thing, she has no heart'.
Your diligent hands rummaged all over the room
and with a very red piece of paper,
you made her a heart, a little heart,
which you stuck in her chest with a pretty pin.

Little rag doll
dressed as Pierrot,
she'll never have your breast,
love and illusion,
you will never be able to live
you will never be able to love,
little rag doll,
paper heart.

Four months of dreams and idyll have gone by
and you, who have a heart in that chest,
just like a swallow you flew to another nest
without worrying about what was left behind.
It doesn't matter, poor thing of passing flesh,
one day you'll fade away just like a quinque
and instead my doll will always be the same
with its soulless breast that hurts a pin.

Little rag doll
dressed as Pierrot,
though you have no soul
I love only you,
for I know that forever
you will be faithful to me,
little rag doll,
paper heart.

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