Текст и перевод песни Carlos Gardel - Pan

Pan

El sabe que tiene para rato largo,
La sentencia en fija lo va ahacer sonar.
Asi, entre cabrero, sumiso y amargo
La luz de la aurora lo va a saludar.
Quisiera que alguno pudiera escucharlo
En esa elocuencia que las penas dan,
Y ver si es humano querer condenarlo
Por haber robado un cacho de pan.

Sus pibes no lloran por llorar,
Ni piden masitas
Ni dulces, ni chiches, Señor!
Sus pibes se mueren de frio
Y lloran habrientos de pan.
La abuela se queja de dolor,
Doliente reproche que ofende a su hombria.
También su mujer, escualida y flaca, en una mirada
Toda la tragedia le ha dado a entender.

@Trabajar? @Adonde? Extender la mano
Pididendo al que pasa, limosna, @por que?
Recibir la afrenta de un "perdone hermano"
El que es fuerte y tiene valor y altivez.
Se durmieron todos, cacho la barreta,
Se puso la gorra resuelto a robar.
Un vidrio, unos gritos carreras, auxilio,
Un hombre que llora y un cacho de pan.

Bread

He knows he's in for a long time,
The sentence in fixed will make him sound.
Thus, between headstrong, submissive and bitter
The light of dawn will greet him.
I wish someone could hear it
In that eloquence that sorrows give,
And see if it is human to want to condemn him
For having stolen a piece of bread.

His kids don't cry to cry,
Nor do they ask for cookies
Nor sweets, nor trinkets, Sir!
His kids are freezing to death
And they cry hungry for bread.
Grandma complains of pain,
A painful reproach that offends his manhood.
His wife too, gaunt and thin, in one glance
The whole tragedy has made her understand.

@Work? @Where? Extend your hand
Asking the passerby for alms, @for what?
Receive the affront of a "sorry brother"
He who is strong and has courage and pride.
They all fell asleep, got the crowbar,
Put on his cap, determined to steal.
A glass, some cries, races, help,
A man who cries and a piece of bread.