La última curda English Translation Lyrics by Bunbury
Pity, bandoneón
My heart…
Your rough, dark curse
Your tear of rum takes me
Down to the deep, low depths
Where the mud rises up
I know, don’t tell me, you’re right
Life is an absurd wound
And everything, everything, is so fleeting
That it’s just a drunken stupor
-Nothing more!-
My confession
Tell me your sentence, tell me your failure
Don’t you see the sorrow that has hurt me?
And just talk to me
About that absent love
Behind a fragment of forgetfulness
I know it hurts me!
I know I hurt you!
Crying my sermon of wine
But it’s the old love
That trembles, bandoneón
And seeks in a liquor that numbs
The drunkenness that finally ends the show
Pulling down a curtain over the heart
Close the window that drags the sun
Its slow, spiraling dream
Don’t you see I come from a land
That’s forgotten, always gray, behind the alcohol
Tell me your sentence, tell me your failure
Don’t you see the sorrow that has hurt me?
And just talk to me
About that absent love
Behind a fragment of forgetfulness
I know it hurts me!
I know I hurt you!
Crying my sermon of wine
But it’s the old love
That trembles, bandoneón
And seeks in a liquor that numbs
The drunkenness that finally ends the show
Pulling down a curtain over the heart