Текст и перевод песни Carlos Gardel - Mi Refugio

Mi Refugio

Ya se acabó de la farra el dulce encanto
Con que embriagué mi juventud,
Aquellas locas correrías
Ya se acabaron para nunca más volver.
No soy aquel mocito alegre
Que todo a risa lo tomó,
Pues voy rumbeando a ser de papacito
A comprar nenes y a ser un "buen señor".

Supe,
Brindar con idolatría,
Con cariño y alegría
Las ansias de mi querer.
Siempre,
Fui noble y fui generoso,
Y en mi dorada bohemia
Junto al placer vienen los sinsabores,
Junto al dolor yo supe de alegrías
Y ahora que soy un canto bien rodado
Busco el calor del amoroso hogar.

Lindo
Refugio de mis amores,
Rodeado de hermosas flores
Adonde vibra un querer.
Siempre,
Yo he de buscar en tu amparo
Pa′ mi vejez el reparo,
Pa'l dolor el dulce lenitivo
De tu fragante aroma de azucena,
Donde está el alma bella, blanca y buena
De esa mujer que es pura como el sol.

Y ahora que soy un mozo grande y serio
Que visto smoking y jaquet
Que todos me dicen "don Fulano"
Me causa espanto, pensar lo que fui ayer...
Ya voy rumbeando para viejo
Y hay que sujetar el motor,
Para vivir la vida noble y sana
De mi refugio, que es mi sueño de amor.

My Refuge

The sweet charm of the party is over
With which I intoxicated my youth,
Those crazy escapades
Are now over, never to return.
I am no longer that carefree young man
Who took everything with a laugh,
For I am on my way to being a father
To buy babies and to be a "good man".

I knew how to
Toast with idolatry,
With affection and joy
The desires of my heart.
Always,
I was noble and generous,
And in my golden bohemia
Along with pleasure came setbacks,
Along with pain I knew joy
And now that I am a seasoned singer
I seek the warmth of a loving home.

Beautiful
Refuge of my loves,
Surrounded by beautiful flowers
Where longing vibrates.
Always,
I will seek in your protection
For my old age, the shelter,
For pain, the sweet soothing
Of your fragrant lily scent,
Where the soul is beautiful, white and good
Of that woman who is pure as the sun.

And now that I am a grown and serious man
Who wears a tuxedo and jacket
And everyone calls me "Mr. So-and-so"
It frightens me to think what I was like yesterday...
I am on my way to being old
And I must control my engine,
To live the noble and healthy life
Of my refuge, which is my dream of love.