Текст и перевод песни Francisco Canaro - Abran Cancha - Remastered

Abran Cancha - Remastered

Milonga del arrabal
Vos sos la mujer
Del tango celoso y triste
La que en una noche
De canyengue lo engrupiste
Al que ver tu cuerpo
Retobado de percal
Te llevó para el bulín
Te arregló al compás
Y así te llamó milonga
Ycuando aprendiste
El quebrao de meta y ponga
Te llevó pa'l cafetín.

Era la más preferida
De los barrios orilleros,
Pero vino un forastero
Que en tus notas se inspiró.
Te hizo un chamuyo de foxtrot,
Con acordes a derroche
Y en la penumbra de una noche

Del arrabal te piantó.

Milonga del arrabal,
Que al pobre gotán
Lo abandonaste de un pique
Con el berretín
De quererle dar un dique
Con tu gigoló
Anclando en la diagonal.
Y al ver que lo habías dejao
De bronca y dolor,
Se pilló unas cuantas copas
Se cachó un vapor

Y se fue derecho a Europa
Dejando un cartel sentao.

Era la más preferida
De los barrios orilleros,
Pero vino un forastero
Que te llevó para tu mal.
Y al ver que lleno de gloria
Volvió el tango con su acento
Te entró el arrepentimiento
Y volviste al arrabal.

Open the Stage - Remastered

Milonga del arrabal
You are the woman
Of the jealous and sad tango
The one who on a night
Of canyengue made him fall
Who to see your body
Bulging with percal
Took you to the brothel
Fixed you to the rhythm
And thus called you milonga
And when you learned
The meta and ponga break
He took you to the cafe.

It was the most preferred
Of the neighborhood outskirts,
But a stranger came
Who was inspired by your notes.
He wooed you with a foxtrot,
With lavish chords
And in the shadows of a night

Took you from the outskirts.

Milonga del arrabal,
That poor gotán
You abandoned in a heartbeat
With the intention
Of wanting to give him the brush-off
With your gigoló
Anchored on the diagonal.
And when he saw that you had left him
Out of anger and pain,
He downed a few drinks
Caught a steamer

And went straight to Europe
Leaving a poster hanging.

It was the most preferred
Of the neighborhood outskirts,
But a stranger came
Who took you for your own good.
And when he saw that the tango had returned
Full of glory with its accent
Remorse overcame you
And you returned to the outskirts.