Текст и перевод песни Carlos Gardel - Pobre Galo Bataraz

Pobre Galo 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, cuida'o
Con hacer bulla en la siesta
Se te paraba la cresta
Y había en la arena un fina'o
Y siga nomás la fiesta
Porque en tus tiempos, ¡cuida'o!

Era de larga tu espuela
Como cola de peludo
Y a'más de ser entrañudo
Eras guapo sin agüera
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 han de faltar jamás
Porque soy agradecido
¡Pobre gallo bataraz!

Poor Fighting Rooster

Poor fighting rooster
Your skin is beginning to split
You can't even give advice anymore
As they say, you find yourself
Because you are feeble and old
Poor fighting rooster!

But in your time, watch out
For making a fuss during siesta time
Your crest would stand up
And there would be a funeral in the arena
And let the party continue
Because in your time, watch out!

Your spurs were long
Like the tail of a skunk
And besides being strong
You were handsome without fear
Because even the bravest
Felt terror for your spurs

If on Sundays
There was a "deposit"
You were already there in the morning
On the back of my horse
Your appearance was something to see
Few feathers on Sunday

And if money was scarce
Or you were feeling a little sad
Between jumps and hops
You would peck at my sandals
As if to say: "Boss
You know when you're broke"

Poor fighting rooster
I will never forget you
Peppers and ground corn
Will never be lacking for you
Because I am grateful
Poor fighting rooster!