Matias Batista & Silvana Prieto dance Aníbal Troilo's Mano brava

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(recitado) Templó la viola del payador del barrio, y ante la rueda de aquel bodegón, viejos recuerdos fue desenrollando y esta milonga cantó. Te pusimos por varón y por guapear el Mano Brava y hoy ese apodo te vengo a reclamar... Porque nunca más ha vuelto al barrio aquel, che Mano Brava... Soy tu 'padrino' que te viene a hablar... Soy el ayer... La marca ‘e fuego te ha quedao del barrio y, aunque no quieras, siempre escucharás la voz lejana de los comisarios que te preguntan ¿Por dónde has andao? Sé que has bancao por Francia y Nueva York con naipes bien peinaos, sé que tenés pa’l poker por demás, los dedos afilaos... (recitado) Quién más, quién menos, todos cabizbajos permanecieron por la evocación, y continuando la Canción del Bajo se oyó de nuevo al cantor: Aquí está esperándote tu bodegón pa´ echarte en cara con cuentas claras tu ingrato proceder... Qué esperás pa’ regresar y pa’ abrazar, che Mano Brava, la muchachada que te supo dar nombre y cartel...

English

(recited) The viola of the payador of the neighborhood was tempered, and before the wheel of that still life, old memories were unrolling and sang this milonga. We put you for a man and for guapear the Mano Brava and today that nickname I come to claim you... Because he has never returned to that neighborhood, che Mano Brava... I am your 'godfather' who comes to talk to you... I am yesterday... The brand 'e fire you have left from the neighborhood and, even if you don't want to, you will always hear the distant voice of the commissars that ask you where have you been? I know that you've banked in France and New York with well-combed cards, I know you've got a poker hand to spare, your fingers sharpened... (recited) Who more, who less, all crestfallen, all crestfallen remained for the evocation, and continuing the Song of the Bass the singer was heard again: Here's your still life waiting for you to throw you in your face with clear accounts your ungrateful behavior... What are you waiting for to come back and embrace? che Mano Brava, the crowd that knew how to give you name and poster...