Paroles et traduction Cacho Castaña feat. Adriana Varela - Romance de Barrio

Romance de Barrio

Primero la cita lejana de abril,
Tu oscuro balcón, tu antiguo jardín.
Más tarde las cartas de pulso febril
Mintiendo que no, jurando que sí.

Romance de barrio tu amor y mi amor.
Primero un querer, después un dolor,
Por culpas que nunca tuvimos,

Por culpas que debimos sufrir los dos.

Hoy vivirás
Despreciándome, tal vez sin soñar
Que lamento al no poderte tener
El dolor de no saber olvidar.
Hoy estarás
Como nunca lejos mío,
Lejos de tanto llorar.
Fue porque sí,
Que el despecho te cegó como a mí,
Sin mirar que en el rencor del adiós
Castigabas con crueldad tu corazón.
Fue porque sí
Que de pronto no supimos pensar,

Que es más fácil renegar y partir
Que vivir sin olvidar.

Ceniza del tiempo la cita de abril,
Tu oscuro balcón, tu antiguo jardín
Las cartas trazadas con mano febril
Mintiendo que no, jurando que sí.
Retornan vencidas tu voz y mi voz
Trayendo al volver con tonos de horror,
Las culpas que nunca tuvimos
Las culpas que debimos pagar los dos.

Romance of the Neighborhood

First our distant date in April,
Your dark balcony, your ancient garden.
Then letters written with a feverish pulse,
Lying that we didn't, swearing that we did.

Neighborhood romance, your love and my love.
First a desire, then a pain,
For faults that we never had,

For faults that both of us had to suffer.

Today you will live
Despising me, perhaps without dreaming
That I regret not being able to have you
The pain of not knowing how to forget.
Today you will be
As far from me as never before,
Far from so much crying.
It was because you did,
That resentment blinded you as it did me,
Without seeing that in the rancor of the farewell
You were cruelly punishing your own heart.
It was because you did,
That suddenly we did not know how to think,

That it is easier to deny and leave
Than to live without forgetting.

Ashes of time, the date in April,
Your dark balcony, your ancient garden
Letters written with a feverish hand,
Lying that we didn't, swearing that we did.
Your voice and my voice return defeated,
Returning with a terrifying tone,
The faults that we never had
The faults that both of us had to pay for.