Paroles et traduction Osvaldo Pugliese - Roberto Chanel - Fuimos

Fuimos

Fui como una lluvia de cenizas y fatigas
En las horas resignadas de tu vida...
Gota de vinagre derramada,
Fatalmente derramada, sobre todas tus heridas.
Fuiste por mi culpa golondrina entre la nieve
Rosa marchitada por la nube que no llueve.
Fuimos la esperanza que no llega, que no alcanza
Que no puede vislumbrar su tarde mansa.
Fuimos el viajero que no implora, que no reza,
Que no llora, que se echó a morir.
¡Vete...!
¿No comprendes que te estás matando?
¿No comprendes que te estoy llamando?
¡Vete...!
No me beses que te estoy llorando
¡Y quisiera no llorarte más!
¿No ves?,
Es mejor que mi dolor
Quede tirado con tu amor
Librado de mi amor final
¡Vete!,
¿No comprendes que te estoy salvando?
¿No comprendes que te estoy amando?
¡No me sigas, ni me llames, ni me beses
Ni me llores, ni me quieras más!
Fuimos abrazados a la angustia de un presagio
Por la noche de un camino sin salidas,
Pálidos despojos de un naufragio
Sacudidos por las olas del amor y de la vida.
Fuimos empujados en un viento desolado...
Sombras de una sombra que tornaba del pasado.
Fuimos la esperanza que no llega, que no alcanza,
Que no puede vislumbrar su tarde mansa.
Fuimos el viajero que no implora, que no reza,
Que no llora, que se echó a morir.

We Were

I was like a rain of ashes and fatigue
In the resigned hours of your life...
A drop of vinegar spilled,
Fatally spilled, on all your wounds.
You were because of my guilt a swallow in the snow
A rose withered by the cloud that does not rain.
We were the hope that does not arrive, that does not reach
That cannot glimpse its gentle evening.
We were the traveler who does not beg, who does not pray,
Who does not cry, who threw himself down to die.
Go...
Don't you understand that you are killing yourself?
Don't you understand that I am calling you?
Go...
Don't kiss me that I am crying for you
And I wish I didn't have to cry for you anymore!
Don't you see?
It is better that my pain
Be left with your love
Freed from my final love
Go!
Don't you understand that I am saving you?
Don't you understand that I am loving you?
Don't follow me, don't call me, don't kiss me
Don't cry for me, don't love me anymore!
We were embraced by the anguish of an omen
Through the night of a road with no exits,
Pale remains of a shipwreck
Shaken by the waves of love and life.
We were pushed in a desolate wind...
Shadows of a shadow that returned from the past.
We were the hope that does not arrive, that does not reach,
That cannot glimpse its gentle evening.
We were the traveler who does not beg, who does not pray,
Who does not cry, who threw himself down to die.