19 Mayıs Tango Festivali / 2016 / Sercan Yiğit & Zeynep Aktar 4-4

Vos me quitaste el cariño Y el calor de mi viejita, La ternura pura y santa De su noble corazón. Las caricias de sus canas Y aquel beso mañanero, Era todo en esta vida, Para mí, una ilusión. Ilusión que se ha perdido Desde cuando me alejaste, De aquel templo tan sagrado Que era sólo adoración. Con palabras cariñosas Me alentaban tiernamente, La pureza de su alma Presintiendo mi dolor. Que Dios te ayude, que tengas suerte, Dejame solo, por caridad, No quiero verte, no quiero oírte, Ni sentir quiero, tu respirar. Que Dios te ayude, que te proteja Yo solo quiero la soledad, Si tu cariño ya lo he enterrado Y sus cenizas al viento van.

You took away my love And the warmth of my old lady, The pure and holy tenderness Of her noble heart. The caresses of her gray hair And that morning kiss, It was everything in this life, For me, an illusion. Illusion that has been lost Since when you took me away, From that sacred temple That was only adoration. With loving words They tenderly encouraged me, The purity of their soul Sensing my pain. God help you, may you be lucky, Leave me alone, for charity, I don't want to see you, I don't want to hear you, Nor do I want to feel, your breathing. May God help you, may he protect you I only want solitude, If I have already buried your love And its ashes to the wind.