Текст и перевод песни Carlos Gardel - Pobre gallo Bataraz

Pobre gallo Bataraz

Pobre gallo bataraz
Se te está abriendo el pellejo
Ya ni pa′ dar un consejo
Como dicen, te encontrás
Porque estás enclenque y viejo
Pobre gallo bataraz

Pero en tus tiempos, cuidao
Con hacer bulla en la siesta
Se te paraba la cresta
Y había en la arena un finao
Y siga nomás la fiesta
Porque en tus tiempos, ¡cuidao!

Era de larga tu espuela
Como cola de peludo
Y a'más de ser entrañudo
Eras guapo sin agüeria
Porque hasta el más corajudo
Sintió terror por tu espuela

Si en los días de domingo
Había depositada
Ya estabas de madrugada
Sobre el lomo de mi pingo
Había que ver tu parada
Pocas plumas el domingo

Y si escaseaba la plata
O andaba medio tristón
Entre brinco y reculón
Me picabas la alpargata
Como diciendo: "Patrón
Ya sabe si anda sin plata"

Pobre gallo bataraz
Nunca te echaré al olvido
Pimentón y maíz molido
No te ha de faltar jamás
Porque soy agradecido
Pobre gallo bataraz

Poor Rooster Bataraz

Poor rooster bataraz
Your skin is starting to peel
Not even good for giving advice
As they say, you find yourself
Because you're weak and old
Poor rooster bataraz

But in your day, watch out
Making noise during siesta
Your crest would stand up
And there'd be a dead man in the ring
And let the party continue
Because in your day, watch out!

Your spurs were long
Like a possum's tail
And besides being brave
You were handsome without being conceited
Because even the bravest
Felt terror from your spurs

If on Sundays
There was money to be won
You were ready by dawn
On the back of my horse
It was something to see you
Few feathers on Sunday

And if money was scarce
Or you were feeling a bit sad
Between jumps and kicks
You pecked at my alpargata
As if to say: "Boss
You know if you're walking around without money"

Poor rooster bataraz
I'll never forget you
Paprika and ground corn
You'll never lack
Because I'm grateful
Poor rooster bataraz