El arranque

Una “yeta” feroz
me alejaba de Dios.
Golpes fieros de la vida
me tiraron a un rincón.
Ya de tan acabao
era un burro empacao;
la cabeza caída
sobre el corazón.
A la vida, sin fe,
mi rencor le mostré;
y la vida, gran maestro,
perdonando me enseñó…
Para tanto dolor
me guardaba un amor;
¡un amor!... Viento loco
que me empujó.

Ahora tengo un gran querer
un fracasao no puedo ser.
Formé un hogar y tengo un pibe;
linda racha me persigue,
no me dejo más vencer.
Mi corazón siente otra voz…
¡No estoy tan lejos ya de Dios!
Si la mascota fuese el pibe,
yo no sé… pero él sonríe
y me llena de valor.

Del triste pasao
me siento escapao.
Si el destino quiere
caeré,
pero nunca entregao.
Infeliz de aquel
que atorao de hiel,
no la empuja
pa’ que arranque
un cariño fiel.

English translation

A fierce "yeta
kept me away from God.
Fierce blows of life
threw me into a corner.
Already so finished
I was a packed donkey;
my head drooped
on my heart.
To life, without faith
I showed my resentment;
and life, great teacher,
forgave me and taught me...
For so much pain
I kept for myself a love;
A love!... Crazy wind
that pushed me.

Now I have a great love
a failure I can't be.
I made a home and I have a kid;
A nice streak is chasing me,
I won't let myself be defeated anymore.
My heart feels another voice...
I'm not so far from God!
If the pet were the boy,
I don't know... but he smiles
and fills me with courage.

From the sad past
I feel I've escaped.
If fate wills
I will fall,
but never surrendered.
Unhappy is he
who stuck in gall
does not push it
so that it will start
a faithful affection.