Singer: Juan D'ARIENZOSinger 2: Osvaldo RamosComposer: Carlos MarcucciAuthor: Manuel Meaños
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Vuelvo de tierras muy lejanas donde ayer fuera a buscar olvido a mi dolor, consuelo al alma que sufrió, al creer en los engaños y promesas del amor. Rumbo al olvido, que es un bálsamo al sufrir, partí llevando en mi amargura el cruel recuerdo de la ventura que en otros tiempos junto a ti creí vivir. Fui esclavo de tu corazón y a tus caprichos yo cedí y me pagaste con traición. Hoy, curada mi alma de su herida, pienso que nunca he de volver a mendigar tu querer. Porque allá donde fui mis pesares a olvidar del amor conocí las delicias hasta embriagar. Mi dolor llegó a curar. Mi pasión sólo dio los sentidos para amar, pero mi alma dejó su pureza conservar y así pronto llegó sus tristezas a olvidar. Pero hoy te he visto junto a mi lado pasar. Mi corazón tan rápido latió que aquella herida que creí curar ante tu vista de improviso se entreabrió, pues no bastaron para calmar mi dolor ni las caricias ni el olvido. De nuevo sufro por ser querido y hoy, como entonces, soy esclavo de tu amor.
English translation
I return from far away lands where I went yesterday I went to seek oblivion to my pain, consolation to the soul that suffered, by believing in the deceptions and promises of love. On my way to oblivion, which is a balm for suffering, I departed carrying in my bitterness the cruel memory of the fortune that in other times I thought I lived with you. I was slave of your heart and I yielded to your whims and you repaid me with betrayal. Today, my soul healed of its wound, I think that I will never again to beg for your love. Because wherever I went my sorrows to forget of love I knew the delights to intoxicate. My pain came to heal. My passion only gave the senses to love, but my soul let its purity to preserve and so soon came its sorrows to forget. But today I saw you by my side pass by. My heart beat so fast that the wound I thought was healed at the sight of you suddenly opened up, for neither caresses nor oblivion were enough to soothe my pain neither caresses nor oblivion were enough to calm my pain. Once again I suffer for being loved and today, as then, I am a slave to your love.




































