Текст и перевод песни Astor Piazzolla - Hijos del Exilio

Hijos del Exilio

Para vos que te quedaste
Para Gabi, Tito y Diego
Para vos que te exilaste
En tu barrio o tu ropero.

Para vos que te aguantaste
Discursiar a los ladrillos
Para vos que soportaste
Bandas canas y rastrillos.

Para vos que te llevaron
Por el pelo o por las dudas
Para vos que te humillaron
Y te largaron desnuda.

Para todos va mi canto
Va buscando su raíz
Somos hijos del exilio
Dentro y fuera del país.

Que país roto y mafioso
Y tan lleno de manejos
Que país más peligroso
Nos dejaron estos viejos

8 años que nos fuimos
Dejando en pausa el país
Casi veite que nacimos
Es igual en mi país

Somos hijos del exilio media vida sin país
Yo no busco domicilio
Es igual, es mi país
Yo te pido que me escribas y me ayudes a elegir
No me banco otra falta
Y una vida sin país

Compositor José Luis Castiñeira de Dios:

Children of Exile

For you who stayed
For Gabi, Tito and Diego
For you who exiled yourself
In your neighborhood or your closet.

For you who endured
Making speeches to the bricks
For you who tolerated
Gray uniforms and rakes.

For you who were taken
By the hair or by doubt
For you who were humiliated
And thrown out naked.

My song goes out to all of you
It goes looking for its roots
We are children of exile
Inside and outside the country.

What a broken and corrupt country
And so full of machinations
What a dangerous country
These old men have left us

8 years since we left
Leaving the country on pause
Almost twenty since we were born
It's the same in my country

We are children of exile, half a life without a country
I don't seek a home
It's the same, it's my country
I ask you to write to me and help me choose
I can't endure another failure
And a life without a country

Composer José Luis Castiñeira de Dios: