Lyrics and translation Victor Heredia - El Bar de los Fracasos

El Bar de los Fracasos

Descubrí tus ojos en un bar
Donde va a morir la soledad
Y el otoño fuma un cigarrillo,
Y entre los paseantes del dolor
Encontré tus ojos, y el amor
Espantó las brujas del suicidio...
Yo tomaba un loco copetín
Vomitando al cielo el folletín
De mi vida yendo hacia su ocaso,
Vos buscabas algo mas que un Gin,
Aunque poco había por allí,
En el viejo "Bar de los fracasos"
Me miraste apenas y lloré,
No sabía entonces que el amor
Abre puertas que cerró el ayer.
Yo era solo un hombre con dolor,
Una sombra en la mesa de un bar,
Una playa ciega sin su mar,
Una nube que olvidó volar,
En el viejo "Bar de los fracasos"
Nos amamos tanto en ese hotel
Con extrañas flores de papel,
En mi vida vi tanta esperanza,
Algo de mi antigua soledad
Se aburría sola en un sofá
Envidiando el fuego en nuestras almas.
Ese tiempo azul canté y amé
Fui de nuevo viento, fui cincel
Corazón y espuma encaramada
A tus pechos de victoria y fe,
A tu vientre cálido y tu miel
A esa sombra extraña en tu mirada.
Me miraste apenas y lloré,
No sabia entonces que el amor
Cierra puertas sin decir porqué.
Yo era un hombre solo con dolor,
Una sombra en la mesa de un bar,
Una playa ciega sin su mar,
Una nube que olvidó volar,
En el viejo "Bar de los fracasos".
Me miraste apenas y lloré...

The Broken-Hearted Bar

I discovered your eyes in a bar
Where solitude goes to die
And autumn smokes a cigarette,
And among the wanderers of pain
I found your eyes, and love
Frightened away the witches of suicide...
I was taking a crazy little sip
Vomiting into the sky the soap opera
Of my life headed towards its end,
You were looking for something more than a Gin,
Although there was little there,
In the old "Broken-Hearted Bar"
You barely looked at me and I cried,
I didn't know then that love
Opens doors that yesterday closed.
I was just a man with pain,
A shadow at the table of a bar,
A blind beach without its sea,
A cloud that forgot how to fly,
In the old "Broken-Hearted Bar"
We loved each other so much in that hotel
With strange paper flowers,
In my life I saw so much hope,
Something of my old solitude
Grew bored alone on a sofa
Envying the fire in our souls.
That blue time I sang and loved
I was wind again, I was a chisel
Heart and foam mounted
To your breasts of victory and faith,
To your warm belly and your honey
To that strange shadow in your gaze.
You barely looked at me and I cried,
I didn't know then that love
Closes doors without saying why.
I was a lonely man with pain,
A shadow at the table of a bar,
A blind beach without its sea,
A cloud that forgot how to fly,
In the old "Broken-Hearted Bar".
You barely looked at me and I cried...