*******ata Frau
Themenersteller Gruppen-Mod
zum 135. Geburtstag von Francisco Canaro
Música: Francisco Canaro
Letra: Manuel Romero
Disillusioned,
you go through life,
forlorn
and with your soul bruised.
And, there is in your look,
a sad disenchantment,
that, with my song, I have to dispel.
Your soul begs for love
and deep with it,
found only pain
and a bitterness so cruel.
And, just like a flower,
you will wither
without other comfort
that can weep.
Gently, oh so gently,
like the song of a nightingale,
I would like to sing
the poetry of your pain.
And on your lips to be able to ease
this thirst for a greater love,
that I felt
throb
when I saw
in your dark eyes
the light shining through.
English translation by Paul Bottomer ©