Volvio Una Noche - Carlos Di Sarli

Volvió una noche, no la esperaba,

había en su rostro tanta ansiedad

que tuve pena de recordarle

lo que he sufrido con su impiedad.

Me dijo humilde: «Si me perdonas,

el tiempo viejo otra vez vendrá.

La primavera es nuestra vida,

verás que todo nos sonreirá»

Mentira, mentira, yo quise decirle,

las horas que pasan ya no vuelven más.

Y así mi cariño al tuyo enlazado

es sólo una mueca del viejo pasado

que ya no se puede resucitar.

Callé mi amargura y tuve piedad.

Sus ojos azules, muy grandes se abrieron,

mi pena inaudita pronto comprendieron

y con una mueca de mujer vencida

me dijo: «Es la vida».

Y no la vi más.

Volvió esa noche, nunca la olvido,

con la mirada triste y sin luz.

Y tuve miedo de aquel espectro

que fue locura en mi juventud.

Se fue en silencio, sin un reproche,

busqué un espejo y me quise mirar.

Había en mi frente tantos inviernos

que también ella tuvo piedad.

She came back one night, I didn't expect her,

there was so much anxiety on her face

that I was sorry to remind him

what I have suffered with her impiety.

She told me she humbly: «If you forgive me,

the old time will come again.

Spring is our life

You will see that everything will smile at us»

Lie, lie, I wanted to tell him,

the hours that pass no longer come back.

And so my love linked to yours

it's just a grimace from the old past

that can no longer be resurrected.

I shut my bitterness and had pity.

Her very large blue eyes widened,

my unheard-of sorrow they soon understood

and with a grimace of a defeated woman

She told me: "It's life."

And I never saw her again.

He came back that night, I never forget her,

with a sad look and without light.

And I was afraid of that specter

that was madness in my youth.

She went quietly, without a reproach,

I looked for a mirror and wanted to look at myself.

There were so many winters in front of me

that she also had mercy.