Paroles et traduction Carlos Gardel - El Cardo Azul

El Cardo Azul

En mi cuidado jardÎn
Esbelto, altivo y gallardo,
FloreciÕ un silvestre cardo,
Con sus penachos de tul;
Y el rocÎo con su manto
Que de perlas parecÎa,
Al amanecer cubrÎa
Las hebras del cardo azul.

Pero el beso de la aurora
Que el sol radiante le enviaba,
Con sus besos desfloraba
Aquel manto de arrebol;
En finÎsimas lloviznas
CaÎan las perlas al suelo,
Y tan azul como el cielo,
Quedaba otra vez la flor.

Ya no muestras a la aurora
El jopel de tu hermosura,
Ya no encanta la frescura
De tus penachos de tul;
Y al mirarte marchitado
Sin candor y sin esencia,
Ya no halagas mi existencia
Pobrecito cardo azul.

The Blue Thistle

In my quaint garden
Slender, haughty, gallant,
A wild thistle blossomed,
With its feathery plumes of tulle;
And the morning dew like a mantle
That looked like a thousand pearls,
At dawn, would cover
The tufts of the blue thistle.

But the kiss of dawn
That the radiant sun sent,
With its kisses, would deflower
That mantle of blush;
In the finest drizzle
The pearls would fall to the ground,
And as blue as the sky,
The flower remained once more.

You no longer show to the dawn
The velvet of your beauty,
Its freshness no longer enchants
With your feathery plumes of tulle;
And in seeing you withered
Without candor or fragrance,
You no longer please my existence
Poor little blue thistle.