Текст и перевод песни Carlos Gardel - Caferata

Caferata

Che Contursi
Te vi′a contar un cuadro papa
Que campanié la otra noche
En un barrio de Boedo
Dos minas rantifusas que se peleaban
Por un flaco caferata
Atorrante y pelandrún

Caferata, yo no quiero
Recordarte lo pasado
Cuando andabas sin camisa
Sin botín y sin chefún

Sólo quiero que recuerdes
Que conmigo has pelechado
Que por mí te has hecho gente
Y has llegado a ser ranún

Yo te di vida bacana
Vos en cambio me dejaste
Por un loro desplumado
Como ésta que aquí ves

Si algún día te hago falta
Si es que andás medio apurao
No olvidés que lo que tengo
Es pa' vos si lo querés

Caferata, allá en Chiclana
Donde tengo mis amores
Donde vive mi esperanza
Vos sos rey, sos picaflor

Donde tengo mi cotorro
Adornado con primores
Vos sos príncipe sin grupo
De mi reino sos señor

Yo no tengo para darte
Garçonier ni voiturette
Sólo tengo en ni cotorro
Una cama sin colchón

Pero tengo pa′l invierno
Esas noches de fresquete
Un tapado de cariño
Del calor del corazón

Perdoname, che Boedo
Disculpame, che Chiclana
Es que, a veces, cuando lo veo
Se me parte el corazón

Yo he pensado muchas veces
Cometer una macana
Y las dos nos acordamos
De que es nuestro metejón

Caferata

My dear Contursi
I'll tell you a little story
That rang out the other night
In a neighborhood of Boedo
Two trollops who fought
Over a worthless caferata
A vagabond and a scoundrel

Caferata, I don't want to
Remember the past
When you walked around without a shirt
Without shoes or a hat

I just want you to remember
That you fought with me
That you became a man because of me
And you have become a gentleman

I gave you a good life
You left me instead
For a plucked parrot
Like the one you see here

If you ever need me
If you're ever in a bind
Don't forget that what I have
Is yours if you want it

Caferata, over there in Chiclana
Where I have my loves
Where my hope lives
You are king, you are a philanderer

Where I have my little bird
Adorned with trinkets
You are a prince without a group
You are the lord of my kingdom

I don't have anything to give you
Not an apartment nor a car
I only have in my little shack
A bed without a mattress

But I have for the winter
Those chilly nights
A blanket of affection
Of the warmth of the heart

Forgive me, my Boedo
Excuse me, my Chiclana
It's just that sometimes when I see him
My heart breaks

I have thought many times
To do something crazy
And we both remember
That he is our infatuation