Текст и перевод песни Alfredo de Angelis y Su Orquesta Tipica - Milonga Celestial

Milonga Celestial

Noche en un dulce sueño, me fui a la peña del cielo
Para buscarle consuelo a mi espíritu porteño,
Puse mi mayor empeño para poderme elevar
Cuando me llegué a parar ante un gran portón de acero...
De adentro salió San Pedro, que me empezó a interrogar.

"Qué hacés por estas regiones": me dijo todo enojado
Y contesté abatatado: "Vengo en busca de emociones",
"Si no tenés relaciones, no vengás a armar burdel
Que está cantando Gardel, en esta sagrada peña...
Si no tenés contraseña, pedile permiso a él".

En un palco revestido de brillante oro y plata
Tocaba Roccatagliata: "Mi Buenos Aires querido",
De pronto se oyó un gemido que me hizo erizar la piel
Y dentro de un carrusel, su figura destacaba...
Era el mago que cantaba, el gran Carlitos Gardel.

Entre nardos y amapolas, Carlitos volcaba el resto
Lo acompaña el pibe Ernesto, Greco, Pacho, Eduardo Arolas,
A un costao formando cola, Barbieri con Riverol
Y Aguilar con todo amor, vierte sus notas sinceras...
Para que Alfredo Le Pera vuelque su verso mejor.

(Esta estrofa no fue grabada)
Por ahí salió el Pibe Ernesto con la tarasca en la mano
Y me dijo: "Vení hermano, venite a ocupar tu puesto",
San Pedro puso buen gesto, al ver tanta relación
Cuando "Pacho" de un tirón, me encajó dentro′ un merengue...
Era un bailongo canyengue, con guitarra y bandoneón.

Y cuando volví a la vida, mis ojos volcaban llanto
De rogar por el encanto de muerte tan escondida,
Y en mi guitarra querida, busqué la nota glacial,
Lo sublime, espiritual, lo enorme de mis ensueños
Para darle a los porteños... ¡La milonga celestial...!

Milonga Celestial

One night, in a sweet dream, I went to the celestial tavern
To seek solace for my Porteño spirit,
I put in my best effort to ascend
When I arrived at a large steel gate...
Saint Peter emerged and began to question me.

"What are you doing in these parts?": he said, all annoyed
And I replied, taken aback: "I have come in search of excitement",
"If you have no connections, don't come here to stir up trouble
Gardel is singing in this sacred tavern...
If you don't have a password, ask him for permission".

In a box lined with gleaming gold and silver
Roccatagliata was playing: "My Beloved Buenos Aires",
Suddenly, a moan was heard that made my skin crawl
And inside a carousel, his figure stood out...
It was the singing wizard, the great Carlitos Gardel.

Amidst the tuberoses and poppies, Carlitos poured out his soul
Accompanied by Ernesto, Greco, Pacho, Eduardo Arolas,
Barbieri and Riverol stood in line nearby
And Aguilar, with all his heart, played his heartfelt notes...
For Alfredo Le Pera to pour out his finest verse.

(This verse was not recorded)
There, Ernesto emerged with a hand organ
And he said to me: "Come, brother, come take your place",
Saint Peter smiled upon seeing so much camaraderie
When "Pacho", with a tug, thrust me into a merengue...
It was a captivating dance, with guitar and bandoneon.

And when I returned to life, my eyes shed tears
From praying for the enchantment of such a hidden afterlife,
And on my beloved guitar, I searched for that glacial note,
The sublime, the spiritual, the immensity of my dreams
To give to the people of Buenos Aires... The celestial milonga...!