Текст и перевод песни Cacho Castaña - La Ultima Curda

La Ultima Curda

Lastima bandoneón, mi corazón
Tu ronca maldición maleva
Tu lágrima de ron me lleva
Hacia el hondo bajo fondo
Donde el barro se subleba

Ya sé no me digas, tenes razón
La vida es una herida absurda
Y es todo, todo tan fugaz
Que es una curda nada más
Mi confesión

Contame tu condena
Decime tu fracaso
No ves la pena que me ha herido
Y hablame simplemente
De aquel amor ausente
Tras un retazo del olvido

Ya sé que te lastimo
Yo sé que te hago daño
Llorando mi sermón de vino
Pero es el viejo amor
Que tiembla bandoneón
Y busca en un licor que aturda
La curda que al final
Termina la función
Corriendole el telón, al corazón

Un poco de recuerdo y sinsabor
Gotea tu rezongo lerdo
Marea tu licor
Y arrea la tropilla de zurda
Al volcar la ultima curda

Cerrame el ventanal
Que arrastra el sol
Su lento caracol de sueños
No ves que vengo de un país
Que está de olvido
Siempre gris, tras el alcohol

The Last Bender

My heart, bandoneon, it's a pity
Your hoarse curse is wicked
Your tear of rum takes me
To the deep bottom
Where the mud rebels

I know, don't tell me, you're right
Life is an absurd wound
And it's all, all so fleeting
That a bender is nothing more
My confession

Tell me your sentence
Tell me your failure
Can't you see the pain that has hurt me?
And just tell me
Of that love that is absent
Behind a scrap of oblivion

I know that I hurt you
I know that I'm hurting you
Crying with my sermon of wine
But it's the old love
That trembles, bandoneon
And seeks in a liquor that stuns
The bender that in the end
Ends the show
Closing the curtain on the heart

A little bit of memory and bitterness
Drips your slow grumbling
Your liquor flows
And leads the herd of left-handedness
When pouring the last bender

Close the window
Which drags the sun
Its slow snail of dreams
Can't you see that I come from a country
That is forgotten
Always gray, behind alcohol