Текст и перевод песни Nacha Guevara - Tu Quebranto

Tu Quebranto

Tu voz no quiere cantar.
Tu voz se esconde en el llanto.
Si pregunto tu quebranto
Es sólo por preguntar.

Desde que tu pena existe
Como un ileso sentido
Todo está triste y cumplido,
Todo está cumplido y triste.
No tiene melancolía
El limpio dolor que tienes.
Ya no te quedan rehenes
Para obtener la alegría.

Tu voz no quiere cantar.
Tu voz se esconde en el llanto.
Si pregunto tu quebranto
Es sólo por preguntar.

Tu pena no es tu tortura.
Tu pena es tu peregrina.
Quién sabe cómo termina
Si termina la aventura.

Tu pena es un cautiverio
Sin mar sin cielo y sin rosas.
Por sobre todas las cosas
Tu pena es como misterio.

Tu voz no quiere cantar.
Tu voz se esconde en el llanto.
Si pregunto tu quebranto
Es sólo por preguntar.

Tu voz se calla por sabia
Y ese silencio es mejor.
Si tu dolor no es dolor
Es que tu dolor es rabia.

Tu dolor es una espada
Que hiere o corta o libera.
Tu pena es una manera
De vencer la madrugada.

Tu voz no quiere cantar.
Tu voz se esconde en el llanto.
Si pregunto tu quebranto
No me vas a contestar.

Your Heartache

Your voice doesn't want to sing.
Your voice hides in a cry.
If I ask about your heartache
It's just to ask.

Ever since your sorrow has existed
Like an untouched feeling
Everything is sad and fulfilled,
Everything is fulfilled and sad.
There is no sadness
In your clean pain.
You have no more hostages
To get happiness.

Your voice doesn't want to sing.
Your voice hides in a cry.
If I ask about your heartache
It's just to ask.

Your sorrow is not your torture.
Your sorrow is your pilgrim.
Who knows how it ends
If the adventure ends.

Your sorrow is an imprisonment
Without sea, without sky, and without roses.
Above all
Your sorrow is like a mystery.

Your voice doesn't want to sing.
Your voice hides in a cry.
If I ask about your heartache
It's just to ask.

Your voice is silent because it has wisdom
And that silence is better.
If your pain is not pain
It's because your pain is anger.

Your pain is a sword
That wounds or cuts or liberates.
Your sorrow is a way
Of overcoming the dawn.

Your voice doesn't want to sing.
Your voice hides in a cry.
If I ask about your heartache
You're not going to answer me.