La abandoné y no sabía

Kneaded in gold and silver
of serenades
and fandango;
cradled among the sounds
of bandoneons
this tango was born.
It was born to see me suffer
in this horrible life
where my luck agonizes.
When I listen to it when it sounds,
when I go out to dance it
I feel closer to death.
And that's why tonight
I feel the reproach
of the heart.

I abandoned her and I didn't know
that I was loving her
and since she left
I feel my faith truncated
that is dying, dying...
I abandoned her and I didn't know
that my heart was deceiving me
and today when I come to look for her
I can no longer find her...
Where will I go without her love!

To the moaning of the violins
the dancers
they go sighing.
Each with his partner
the old sorrows
they are remembering.
And I, too, who in my evil
I suffer the fatal anguish
of not having her in my arms,
today I would like to find her
so that I could kiss her
and give her my soul in pieces...
But it's useless... I can no longer...
And in shadow I remain
with my illusion.