Текст и перевод песни Osvaldo Pugliese - Roberto Chanel - El Sueño del Pibe

El Sueño del Pibe

Golpearon la puerta de la humilde casa
La voz del cartero muy clara se oyó
Y el pibe corriendo con todas sus ancias
Al perrito blanco sin querer piso
Mamita mamita se acerco gritando
La madre extrañada dejo el pileton
Y el pibe le dijo riendo y llorando
El club me ha mandado hoy la citacion
Mamita querida ganare dinero
Sere un baldonedo, un martin, un golle
Dicen los muchachos, que golpe argentino
Que tengo mas tiro que el gran bernadet
Vas a ver que lindo cuando alla en la cancha
Y todos aplaudan sere un triunfador
Jugare en la quinta despues en primera
Yo se que me espera la consagracion
Se durmio el muchacho y tuvo esa noche
El sueño mas lindo que puso tener
El estadio lleno glorioso domingo
Por fin en primera lo iban a ver
Faltando un minuto estan cero a cero
Tomo la pelota sereno en su accion
Gambeteando a todos enfrento al arquero
Y con fuerte tiro
Quebro el marcador

The Kid's Dream

They knocked on the door of the humble house
The postman's voice was very clear
And the kid ran with all his eagerness
He knocked over the white dog without meaning to
Mommy, Mommy he came close shouting
The mother surprised left the sink
And the kid told her laughing and crying
The club has sent me the summons today
Dear Mommy I will earn money
I will be a Baldenedo, a Martin, a Golle
The boys say, what an Argentine punch
That I have more of a shot than the great Bernadet
You will see how nice it is when I am on the pitch
And everyone applauds, I will be a champion
I will play in the fifth division then in the first division
I know that consecration awaits me
The boy fell asleep and had that night
The most beautiful dream he could have
The stadium full, glorious Sunday
Finally, in the first division they were going to see him
One minute to go and the score is zero to zero
He took the ball calmly in his action
Passing everyone, he faced the goalkeeper
And with a strong shot
Broke the scoreboard