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Singer: Alfredo DE ANGELISSinger 2: Roberto FlorioComposer: Raúl LedesmaAuthor: Manuel Barros

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Allá quedó en tu casa, el hombre que te espera
Y vos en esta hoguera de ruinas, por mi amor,
Allá quedó la mía, donde mi compañera
No sabe, no presiente que sólo vivo en vos.

Es descender muy bajo, en este drama unirnos
No vuelvas a decirlo y bésame otra vez,
Y bésame y olvida, tenemos que aturdirnos
Para no ver el alma, desecha a nuestros pies.

Ironía...
De saber que nunca mía
Sólo mía podrás ser.
Y tener que refugiarnos
En las sombras, para amarnos
Y volver a enloquecer.
Ironía...
De sentir la noche fría
Junto a quien nos da calor.
Y vivir este imposible,
Qué mordaz y qué terrible
La ironía de este amor.

Es hora que te vayas, la vida nos condena
Nos manda, nos ordena, debemos regresar,
Volvamos a la noche, sin lágrimas, sin penas
Y olvida este martirio, que yo quiero olvidar.

Mañana volveremos a vernos nuevamente,
Mañana, como siempre, qué irónico y mordaz,
Saber que nos queremos desesperadamente
Pero que nuestras vidas, no se han de unir jamás.
English translation
There he stayed in your house, the man who waits for you
And you in this bonfire of ruins, for my love,
There mine is left, where my companion
Does not know, does not sense that I live only in you.

It is to descend very low, in this drama to unite us
Don't say it again and kiss me again,
And kiss me and forget, we have to be dazed
So as not to see the soul, cast away at our feet.

Irony...
Of knowing that never mine
You can only be mine.
And to have to take refuge
In the shadows, to love each other
And go mad again.
Irony...
To feel the cold night
Next to the one who gives us warmth.
And to live this impossible,
How biting and how terrible
The irony of this love.

It's time for you to leave, life condemns us
It commands us, it orders us, we must return,
Let's go back to the night, without tears, without sorrow...
And forget this martyrdom, that I want to forget.

Tomorrow we will meet again,
Tomorrow, as always, how ironic and biting,
To know that we love each other desperately
But that our lives, are never to be united.

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