Letra de Manuel Romero
Música de Carlos Gardel
Traducido por Matt Curtis Waldroop
I’ll drink and oblige you to…Order
up a drink,
because today I need to make my
memories die!
No friend to talk to, far from my
home precinct,
it’s pouring my woes in you I want to
try.
Drink with me — yes, do! — And if
it sets you to grieving
sometimes to hear the voice I’m
singing by,
it’s not that I cry over her for my
deceiving;
I know full well that a man should
never cry.
If the pastures could only talk, this
Pampa would surely tell you
how I loved her as I used to, with
what fever I adored her.
So many times upon my knees, I have
trembled as I was kneeling
underneath the old leafless tree,
where once upon a time I kissed
her.
And today when I saw her debased,
giving herself into another’s
arms,
it was for me a stabbing, and
jealousy blinded me further..
And I swear this to you, I still just
can’t manage to understand
how I was able to restrain my hand,
and thus not simply kill her.
I’ll drink and oblige you to…Order
up a drink!
Discussing women is something one
should not try…
None, friends, I tell you, pay off
worth a blink,
and today my experience affirms
exactly why.
Here’s advice to follow: Don’t fall
for a lover;
but if it turns out one of them
you’re nuzzled by,
be strong, old fellow! — Suffer it,
don’t blubber,
because you know a tough guy should
never cry.