Miguel Ángel Zotto & Daiana Guspero dance Francisco Canaro - La Milonga de Buenos Aires

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La noticia del indulto Se corrió sobre el presidio, Hubo un soplo de alegría En aquel rincón del sur, Al saberlo, Miguel Ángel Conmovido, alzó los ojos, Era fiesta de la Patria Todo ensueño, todo luz. En la costa estaba el barco Que de nuevo lo traería, El recuerdo de la madre Sus pupilas encendió, Hubo lágrimas y abrazos Un adiós a los amigos, Y ante un mundo de esperanzas Miguel Ángel se encontró. En el puerto, una viejita Encorvada por los años, En un grito: llega al barco Casi ahogada de emoción, Y al preguntarle a un mari­no Por su hijo Miguel Ángel, El mari­no emocionado Comenzó esta narración: “La otra noche cuando el “Pampa” Navegaba de regreso, Miguel Ángel, entre sombras A la borda se arrimó, Y al amparo silencioso De una estrella solitaria, Estrechando un crucifijo A las aguas se arrojó”.

English

The news of the pardon It spread over the prison, There was a breath of joy In that corner of the south, When Michelangelo heard it Moved, he raised his eyes, It was a celebration of the Fatherland All dream, all light. On the shore was the ship That would bring him back, The memory of his mother Her pupils lit up, There were tears and embraces A farewell to friends, And before a world of hopes Michelangelo found himself. At the port, a little old lady Hunched by the years, In a shout: she arrives at the ship Almost choked with emotion, And asking a sailor For her son Michelangelo, The excited sailor Began this narration: "The other night when the "Pampa" was sailing back, Michelangelo, in the shadows To the gunwale he approached, And under the silent shelter Of a solitary star, Clutching a crucifix He threw himself into the waters.