Cicatrices - Carlos Gardel

Cicatrices,

Incurables de una herida

Que me ha causado la vida

En su triste batallar.

Cicatrices,

Que ya no se cierran nunca

Porque llevan siempre trunca

La esperanza de curar.

La queria inmensamente,

Pero ella fue perjura

Y lleno de honda amargura

Y de pena mi ilusin.

Es por eso que ahora vivo

Siempre a golpes con la suerte,

Y solo quiero la muerte

Para mi angustiado y pobre corazn.

En la cara

Tambin luzco con orgullo

Un recuerdo que es muy tuyo

Y que llevo por mi mal.

Un recuerdo

Que me hicieron en tu nombre,

Cuando yo jugue como hombre

Con la vida del rival.

Cicatrices imborrables

De un tormentoso pasado

Que la suerte me ha brindado

Y que nunca perdere.

Cicatrices de mi vida

Que aunque no tienen encanto

Yo las quiero tanto y tanto

Que jams ya nunca olvidare.

scars,

Incurable from a wound

that life has caused me

In her sad battle of her.

scars,

that never close anymore

Because they always carry trunca

The hope of healing.

I loved her immensely

But she was perjured

And full of deep bitterness

And of pity my illusion.

That's why I live now

Always at odds with luck,

And I just want death

For my anguished and poor heart.

In the face

I also wear with pride

A memory that is very yours

And what do I carry for my bad.

A memory

What they did to me in your name,

When I play as a man

With the life of the rival.

indelible scars

From a stormy past

that luck has given me

And that I will never lose.

scars of my life

That although they have no charm

I love them so much and so much

That I will never forget.