Virtue Is the Way

And I still love you (1956)

LYRICS by: Abel Aznar

MUSIC by: Luciano Leocata

TRANSLATION by: Carlos Sampelayo.

Every time that I hold you in my arms

I look at your eyes, I hear your voice

and I think about my life into pieces,

the payment for all I do for you.

I wonder “Why not finish

so much bitterness, so much pain?”

If next to you I have no future

why don’t I rip this love from my chest?

Why …

if you lie once,

if you lie another time

and you lie again…?

Why …

I embrace you again,

I kiss you again

even when you make me suffer?

I know

that your love is a wound,

it is the cross of my life

and my ruin.

Why

I’m tormented for you

and my anxiety for you

worsen each time? …

Why,

with the heart in pieces,

I cling to your arms,

if you don’t love me?

I can’t live like I live…

I know, I understand rightly

if with you all I get.

the bitter caress of your compassion …

But … Why I don’t cry

it’s all lies, your love is a lie

and why I need your love,

The jet-black of

sorrow painted your eyes,

Good fairy,

I saw your tears of love...

White roads

were a handkerchief drying your tears

and afflicted your heart.

Irish fairy,

you won't find him in the taverns,

neither in the steppes,

or in the painful alleys...

Sad fairy,

you will be sadder when you know

that your fairy man

one night jumped into the river Don...

Russian gipsy

Music by: J. Sanchez Gorio

Lyrics by: Horacio Sanguinetti

My heart is in pieces,

broken are my emotions this day…

Nights and more nights without repose

and this restlessness in my soul…

How many, how many years have passed,

grey are my hair and my life!

Crazy …almost dead…destroyed,

with my spirit clinging

to our youth.

More fragile than the crystal was our love…

Crystal was your heart, your gaze, your laugh…

Your dreams and my voice

and our timidity

trembling gently in your balcony…

And now I only know

that everything was lost

the evening of my absence.

Now I will never return, I know it well. Never again!

Perhaps you will wait for me, in God’s company. In eternity!

Everything has finished for me,

everything for me transforms into oblivion.

Tragic experiences have left for me

those black hours that I have lived!

How many, how many years have passed,

grey are my hair and my life!

Lonely, always lonely and forgotten.

With my spirit clinging to our youth….

CRISTAL

Crystal (1944)

Lyrics by: Jose Maria Contursi

Music by: Mariano Mores

just a passage of my life, that’s all!

Yesterday’s winds, blow again

over the ashes.

That affection doesn’t come back anymore,

it went with the breeze.

Today, what’s left of your absence and my rancor

are the distances of my years and another love.

After every pain

I knelled to pray

and it was hell, that love

you gave me.

I asked God for strength

to be able to leave you

and God gave me a heart

to forget you.

Don’t look for a nest’s warmth

in the coldness of my oblivion;

and don’t ever come back

to remind me of that love

that was a torment, and today is rancor.

Yesterday’s winds, blow again over the ashes.

That affection doesn’t come back anymore, it went with the breeze.

Today, the sad balance that you leave

it’s a passage of my life, that’s all!

UN PASAJE DE MI VIDA

A passage of my life (1945)

LYRICS by: Luis Rubinstein

MUSIC by: Luis Rubinstein

TRANSLATION by: Alberto Paz

Why do you refuse to forget?

Why do you prefer

to cry for what you’ve lost

to look for what you’ve wanted

to call for what has died?

You live needlessly sad

and I know that you never deserved

to redeem with sorrow

the blame of being good,

as good as you were, for love.

It was what once began

what later ceased to be.

What at the end, for the fault of a mistake was a bitter night for the heart.

Forget those letters!

Come back to your old dream.

Together with the pain

that opens a wound

life arrives, bringing love.

You live needlessly sad

and I know that you never deserved

to redeem with sorrow

the blame of being good,

as good as you were, for love.

DESDE EL ALMA

From the soul (1911)

LYRICS by: Homero Manzi and Piuma Velez (1948) MUSIC by: Rosita Melo

TRANSLATION by: Walter Kane.

To convince ourselves, not to be skeptics, that wins and convinces the one who is convinced not to feel a false shame for what is ours and to learn the flavor of what is ours.

And to be at least once, ourselves without that tint of somebody else's color to recover the identity, to stand up on our feet to grow until the immaturity is covered and to be at least once ourselves, so much us, so ourselves, as it must be...

To convince ourselves, one day really

that all the good things don't come from outside that we have style and a way and there is a need to play with all we got...

To convince ourselves, with strength and courage that it is time and the hour to use our suit to be ourselves forever and by force of being to convince ourselves and thus to convince.

Tango Lyrics in Spanish and English

To convince ourselves (1976)

Lyrics by: Eladia Blasquez

Music by: Eladia Blasquez

Translated by: Alberto Paz

Desperate song (1945)

Nena

ROBERTO GOYENECHE with Atilio Stampone

ALBERTO MARINO with Anibal Troilo

Courtesy of Adrian Ocneanu

Music by: Enrique Santos Discepolo

Lyrics by: Enrique Santos Discepolo

Translated by: Adrian Ocneanu

I am a desperate song!

Leaf driven mad by the torrent

For your love, my disoriented faith

sunk destroying my heart .

I got lost within myself,

blind of crying for an illusion.

I am a obstinate question

shouting its pain and your betrayal.

Why did they teach me to love

if it means dumping senseless the dreams into the sea?

If love is an old foe

that sparks punishment and teaches to cry,

I ask, why? yes, why did they teach me to love

if in loving you, I killed my love?

Atrocious hoax of giving all for naught

and at the end of a good by, waking up crying.

Where was God when you went away?

Where was the sun that didn't see you?

How can a woman never understand

that a man gives everything giving his love?

Who makes them believe in other fortunes?

Who destroys like that so much illusion?

I am a desperate song

that shouts its pain and your betrayal!

When one does not love anymore

Oscar Larroca with Orquesta Alfredo De Angelis

Music by: Roberto Rufino

Lyrics by: Abel Maria Aznar

Translated by: Alberto Paz.

Don't leave that way so cowardly,

with your head down, without an explanation,

at least look at me face to face

look me in the eyes, exposing your heart

It's all over between us,

and you can't be here by my side,

because you no longer love me,

at least be frank and say it,

the way I'd say, the way it ought to be.

II

When one doesn't love anymore,

when everything is over,

One doesn't flee in such a way

so coward, so brutal.

Isn't nicer, bearing the soul

on the palm of your hand,

to be a little more human

when one doesn't love anymore.

I don't pretend that continue at my side

lying to me an affection that you no longer feel,

I don't want to be tie up either,

To convince ourselves that we are capable

that we have what it takes and class to spare

to decide ourselves in our land

and to bet at more and never at less

To convince ourselves, not to be skeptics,

that wins and convinces the one who is convinced

not to feel a false shame for what is ours

and to learn the flavor of what is ours.

And to be at least once, ourselves

without that tint of somebody else's color

to recover the identity, to stand up on our feet

to grow until the immaturity is covered

and to be at least once ourselves,

so much us, so ourselves, as it must be...

To convince ourselves, one day really

that all the good things don't come from outside

that we have style and a way

and there is a need to play with all we got...

To convince ourselves, with strength and courage

that it is time and the hour to use our suit

to be ourselves forever and by force of being

to convince ourselves and thus to convince.

Loneliness intimidated me

and the enormous fear of dying far from you...

Great was my desire of crying

feeling close to me

the jeer of reality!

And the heart begged me

to look for you and give it your love...

My heart was asking for it

and then I looked for you

believing you were my salvation...

And now that I am in front of you

we seem,as you can see,two strangers...

The lesson that I have finally learned:

Is how years make things change!

Anguish of knowing illusion and faith

were already dead...

I´m sorry if you see me weeping...

Memories have done me wrong!

The light of the sun turned pale

when it listened to your cold conversation...

Our love was so different

and it hurts to realize

that everything, everything ended.

What a great mistake to see you again

to take away my shattered heart!

They are thousand ghosts,

returning to mock me

the hours of that dead past...

COMO DOS EXTRAÑOS

Like two strangers (1940)

Nena

Luis Cardei with Antonio Pisano

Adriana Varela

Juan Carlos Casas with Pedro Laurenz

Music by: Pedro Laurenz

Lyrics by: Jose Maria Contursi

Where was God when you went away?

Where was the sun that didn't see you?

How can a woman never understand

that a man gives everything giving his love?

Who makes them believe in other fortunes?

Who destroys like that so much illusion?

I am a desperate song

Why did they teach me to love

if it means dumping senseless the dreams into the sea?

If love is an old foe

that sparks punishment and teaches to cry,

I ask, why? yes, why did they teach me to love

if in loving you, I killed my love?

Atrocious hoax of giving all for naught

CANCION DESESPERADA

Desperate song (1945)

Nena

ROBERTO GOYENECHE with Atilio Stampone

ALBERTO MARINO with Anibal Troilo

Courtesy of Adrian Ocneanu

Music by: Enrique Santos Discepolo

Lyrics by: Enrique Santos Discepolo

Translated by: Adrian Ocneanu

I' am a desperate song!

Leaf driven mad by the torrent

For your love, my disoriented faith

sunk destroying my heart .

I got lost within myself,

blind of crying for an illusion.

I am a obstinate question

Es noche blanca

con ojos de perla

piel de porcelana

labios de cereza.

El cielo le regala

diecinueve estrellas

su corazón guarda

once primaveras.

Bendita es su mirada

su alma aventurera

por fuera agraciada

por dentro guerrera.

Su corazón es de plata

el amor es su fuerza

frente al espejo batalla

entre espinas sueña.

Dime, quién es ella?

que a la tierra embelesa

todos le llaman estrella