Paroles et traduction Alberto Podesta - El Bazar de los Juguetes

El Bazar de los Juguetes

Patrón cierre la puerta, no me mire asombrado,
Le compro los juguetes que tiene en el bazar.
Yo se los compro todos, no importa lo que gasto,
Dinero no me falta para poder pagar.
Por una sola noche yo quiero ser rey mago,
Para que los purretes de todo el arrabal
Mañana al despertarse aprieten en sus manos
El sol de esta alegría que yo les quiero dar.

Al bazar de los juguetes,
Cuantas veces de purrete,
Me acercaba para ver.
Para ver de allí, de afuera,
Desde atrás de esa vidriera
Lo que nunca iba a tener.
Si mi vieja era tan pobre
Le faltaba siempre un cobre
Para comprarnos el pan.
Y hoy que puedo,
Que la suerte me sonríe,
Yo no quiero que haya un pibe
Que no tenga
Ni un juguete pa' jugar.

Yo sé lo que es sentirse en una nochebuena,
Teniendo por regalo un solo cacho 'e pan,
Sabiendo que los otros, cruzando la vereda,
Dejaban sus juguetes allí, en medio del zaguán.
Yo sé lo que es sentirse besado tiernamente
Por una pobre madre que no me pudo dar
Ni el más humilde y pobre de todos los juguetes
Por eso se los compro por eso nada más.

The Toy Bazaar

Boss, lock up the door, don't look at me surprised,
I'll buy all the toys you have in the store.
I'll buy them all, no matter what I spend,
I have enough money to pay for them.
For one night I want to be a king,
So that all the little ones in the neighborhood
Tomorrow when they wake up they'll hold in their hands
The sun of this joy that I want to give them.

To the toy store,
How many times as a kid,
I used to come by to look.
To see from there, outside,
From behind that window,
What I was never going to have.
My mother was so poor
She was always short of a penny
To buy us bread.
And now that I can,
That luck smiles on me,
I don't want there to be a kid
Who doesn't have
A toy to play with.

I know what it's like to feel on Christmas Eve,
Having only a piece of bread as a gift,
Knowing that the others, across the street,
Left their toys there, in the middle of the hall.
I know what it's like to feel tenderly kissed
By a poor mother who couldn't give me
Even the most humble and poor of all toys,
That's why I buy them for them, that's why and nothing more.