Dos Monedas - El Poder del Norte Übersetzung ins Englische

Dos Monedas

Soy el mas desdichado del mundo
Y la culpa la tiene este vicio
Me dejo la mujer que tenia
Ahora pierdo tambien a mi hijo.

El jamas supo lo que era un padre
Porque yo andaba siempre borracho
El pidiendo en la calle limosna
Para que yo siguiera tomando

Una noche lluviosa de invierno
Llego el pobre hasta donde yo estaba
Y me dijo, perdon papacito ahora si que no me dieron nada
Tengo hambre y tambien mucho frio,
Por favor hoy no me digas nada.

Pero yo ciego de tanta ira,
Lo golpee hasta casi matarlo y le dije
Te vas a la calle, ya no pienso seguirte aguantando
Ya no tienes ni casa ni padre
Si no traes para seguir tomando.

El alcohol y el sueño me vencieron
Despierto casi amaneciendo
Al abrir la puerta de la casa
No crei lo que yo estaba viendo

Ahi estaba mi hijo tirado,
Habia muerto de hambre y de frio
En su mano le halle dos monedas
Que traiba pa comprar mas vino
Y yo briago no oi que tocaba
Y asi el pobre murio en el olvido.

Por borracho perdi yo a mi hijo
Y a mi esposa que tanto adoraba
Yo le quiero decir a los padres
Que no le hagan un mal a sus hijos
Tal vez dios me mando este castigo
Por tirarme a la senda del vicio.

Two Coins

I am the most wretched man in the world
And this addiction is to blame
The woman I had left me
And now I've lost my son as well.

He never knew what it was like to have a father
Because I was always drunk
He begged on the streets for change
So that I could go on drinking.

One night, rainy and cold in winter
The poor boy came to where I was
And said to me, please forgive me daddy, but today I have nothing to give you.
I am hungry and cold too,
Please, don't yell at me today.

But I, blinded with rage
Beat him until he was half dead, and said
You're going out into the street, I'm not going to put up with you anymore
You have no home or father anymore
If you don't bring me back any more money for wine.

The alcohol and the sleep overcame me
I woke up just before dawn
When I opened the door of the house
I couldn't believe my eyes.

There was my son lying there
He had died of hunger and cold
In his hand I found two coins
That he had brought to buy more wine
And I, drunk as I was, didn't hear him knocking,
And so, the poor boy died forgotten.

Because of my drunkenness, I lost my son
And my wife whom I adored so much
I want to say to all fathers
Do not harm your children
Maybe God has sent me this punishment
For taking the path of vice.