Paroles et traduction Alberto Echagüe feat. Juan D'Arienzo - Las Cuarenta

Las Cuarenta

Con el pucho de la vida
Apretao entre los labios,
La mirada turbia y fria,
Un poco lento el andar,
Dobló la esquina del barrio
Y curda ya de recuerdos,
Como volcando un veneno
Esto se le oyó acusar:
Vieja calle de mi barrio,
Donde he dado el primer paso,
Vuelvo a vos gastado el mazo en inútil barajar,
Con una llaga en el pecho,
Con mi sueño hecho pedazos
Que se rompió en el abrazo
Que me diera la verdad.
Aprendí todo lo bueno,
Aprendí todo malo,
Se del beso que se compra,
Se del beso que se da,
Del amigo que es amigo
Siempre y cuando le convenga,
Y se que con mucha plata
Uno vale mucho mas,
Aprendí que en esta vida,
Hay que llorar si otros lloran,
Y si la murga se rie
Uno se debe reir,
No pensar ni equivocado, ¡para que!,
Si igual se vive,
Y además corrés el riesgo
De que te bauticen gil.
La vez que quise ser bueno
En la cara se me rieron,
Cuando grité una injusticia
La fuerza me hizo callar,
La esperanza fue mi amante,
El desengaño mi amigo,
Toda carta tiene contra
Y toda contra se da,
Ya no creo ni en mi mismo,
Todo es grupo, todo es falso
Y aquel, el que está mas alto
Es igual a los demás,
Por eso no ha de extrañarte,
Si alguna noche borracho,
Me vieras pasar del brazo
Con quien no debo pasar.

The Forties

With the butt of my life,
Pinched between my lips,
A gaze cloudy and cold,
A bit slow when walking,
I turned the corner of the neighborhood,
And tipsy already with memories,
Like pouring a poison
This was what I was heard accusing:
Old street of my neighborhood,
Where I first stepped foot,
I return to you with the mallet worn out from useless shuffling,
With a sore in my chest,
With my dream broken into pieces,
That was shattered in the embrace,
That gave me the truth.
I learned all the good,
I learned all the bad,
I know about the kiss that's bought,
I know about the kiss that's given freely,
About the friend who's a friend,
As long as it's convenient for him,
And I know that with a lot of money,
One is worth much more,
I learned that in this life,
You have to cry when others cry,
And if the marching band laughs,
One should laugh too,
Not to think, not even when you're wrong, why!,
Because you will live either way,
And besides you run the risk,
That they'll christen you a fool.
The time I wanted to be good,
They laughed right in my face,
When I shouted an injustice,
Force made me shut up,
Hope was my lover,
Disappointment my friend,
Every ace has its counter,
And every counter is given,
I don't even believe in myself anymore,
Everything is a group, everything is false,
And the one, the one who's at the top,
Is just like the others,
That's why it shouldn't be strange,
If some drunken night,
You saw me pass by arm in arm,
With whom I shouldn't be.