Текст и перевод песни Horacio Guarany - Carta Abierta Al Río Salado

Carta Abierta Al Río Salado

Viejo Río Salado
Que mal que te portaste
Como un traidor llegaste
Clavando tu puñal
Tu y la lluvia serpiente
Que nunca terminaba
A Santa Fe dejaban
Degollado de sal
De yo haberlo sabido
Que te dolía el alma
Que un vendaval de lágrimas
Te haría desbordar
Te alcanzaba un pañuelo
De paredones altos
Y un desagüe de cantos
Que te lleven al mar

Pero sin avisarnos
En plena madrugada
El llanto no aguantabas
Y te echaste a llorar
Y ahogaste las semillas
Del niño que dormía
Del abuelo que hacía
De tu cauce su pan
Y a tus pobres vecinos
Le arriaste las banderas
Su rancho hoy es tapera
Un páramo total
Que mal que te portaste
Acaso te vengaste?
Talaron tanto monte
Te hicieron tanto mal.

Yo bien sé que tu llanto
Bastante exagerado
Es claro resultado
De un abandono cruel
Te dejamos solito
Casi quinientos años
Por eso no es extraño
Tu llanto sin cuartel
No es tan tuya la culpa
Estabas olvidado
Y quien come pescado
La espina ha de encontrar
Viejo rio Salado
Como te has desangrado

El Paraná, tu hermano
Te viene a consolar
Y te llenará de nuevo
De sauces y guitarras
Y en tu patio de parras
Yo volveré a cantar
Y si la lluvia vuelve
Descontroladamente
Poné el pecho y la frente
Y un dique de ultramar
No es tan tuya la culpa
Estabas olvidado...
Y quien come pescado
La espina ha de encontrar
Viejo Río Salado
Que mal que te has portado
Viejo Río Salado
No vuelvas a llorar!
Viejo Río Salado
No vuelvas
No vuelvas a llorar

Open Letter to the Salado River

Old Salado River
How terrible you have behaved
Like a traitor you came
Burying your dagger into me
You and the serpent rain
That never seemed to end
Left Santa Fe
Drowned in salt
If I had known
That your soul was hurting
That a downpour of tears
Would make you overflow
I would have brought you a handkerchief
From high walls
And a drainage ditch of songs
To guide you to the sea

But without warning us
In the dead of night
You could not hold back your tears
And you burst into tears
And drowned the seeds
Of the child who was sleeping
Of the grandfather who made
His bread from your riverbed
And to your poor neighbors
You lowered your flags
Their homes are now ruins
A complete wasteland
How terrible you have behaved
Are you taking revenge?
So many trees have been cut down
They have done you so much harm.

I know that your crying
Is quite excessive
It is clearly the result
Of cruel neglect
We left you alone
For almost five hundred years
So it's no wonder
You're crying uncontrollably
The fault is not entirely yours
You were forgotten
And anyone who eats fish
Must find the bone
Old Salado River
How you have bled yourself dry

The Paraná, your brother
Comes to comfort you
And will fill you again
With willows and guitars
And in your vine-filled courtyard
I will sing again
And if the rain returns
Uncontrollably
Stand up to it
And an overseas dike
The fault is not entirely yours
You were forgotten...
And anyone who eats fish
Must find the bone
Old Salado River
How terrible you have behaved
Old Salado River
Don't cry again!
Old Salado River
Don't do it
Don't cry again