Текст и перевод песни Francisco Fiorentino - De Vuelta Al Bulin

De Vuelta Al Bulin

Percanta que arrepentida
De tu juida
Has vuelto al bulín,
Con todos los despechos
Que vos me has hecho, te perdoné...
Cuántas veces contigo
Y con mis amigos
Me encurdelé,
Y en una noche de atorro
En el cotorro no te encontré.
Te busqué por todo el cuarto,
Imaginándome, mi vida,
Que estuvieras escondida
Para darme un alegrón.
Luego vi si del ropero
La ropa ya habías quitado,
Y al ver que la habías llevado
Lagrimeó mi corazón.
La carta de despedida
Que me dejaste al irte,
Decia que ibas a unirte
Con quien te diera otro amor.
La repasé varias veces
No podía conformarme
De que fueras a amurarme
Por otro bacán mejor.
Recuerdo aquellos días
Cuando me decías
Mi amor es sincero y puro,
Y yo te juro
Que te amaré.
Y que al darte un abrazo
En tus ojazos
Lágrimas vi.
Yo no sé, vida mía
Cómo has podido engrupirme así.

De Vuelta Al Bulin

Percanta that you are sorry
For your hesitation
You have come back to the bulin,
With all the disappointments
That you have caused me, I have forgiven you...
How many times with you
And with my friends
I got drunk,
And in a night of binge
In the cotorro I did not find you.
I looked for you all over the room,
Imagining, my life,
That you were hiding
To give me a surprise.
Then I saw if from the closet
You had already taken away the clothes,
And when I saw that you had taken them
My heart shed tears.
The farewell letter
That you left me when you left,
Said that you were going to join
Whoever would give you another love.
I went over it several times
I couldn't accept
That you were going to break up with me
For another better bacan.
I remember those days
When you used to tell me
My love is sincere and pure,
And I swear to you
That I will love you.
And that when I give you a hug
In your eyes
I saw tears.
I don't know, my life
How you have been able to deceive me like this.