Текст и перевод песни Pablo Estramín - El Violín de Becho

El Violín de Becho

Becho toca el violín en la orquesta
Cara de chiquilín sin maestra
Y la orquesta no sirve no tiene
Más que un solo violín que le duele

Porque a Becho le duelen violines
Que son como su amor chiquilines
Becho quiere un violín que sea hombre
Que al dolor y al amor no los nombre

Becho tiene un violín que no ama
Pero siente que el violín lo llama
Por las noches como arrepentido
Vuelve a amar ese triste sonido

(Los muchachos continúan aprendiendo tus canciones
Y tu voz siempre es la excusa que junta los corazones
Es que la gente del pueblo ya nunca podrá olvidarte.
Si vos supieras Alfredo ¡Que bien nos hace escucharte!)

Mariposa marrón de madera
Niño violín que se desespera
Cuando becho lo toca y se calma
Queda el violín sonando en su alma

Vida y muerte violín padre y madre
Canta el violín y Becho es el aire
Ya no puede tocar en la orquesta
Porque amar y cantar eso cuesta

Lara la lara la...

Becho's Violin

Becho plays the violin in the orchestra
Face of a young boy without a teacher
And the orchestra is no good, it doesn't have
More than a single violin that hurts him

Because Becho is hurt by violins
That are like his love in their youth
Becho wants a violin that is a man
That doesn't name pain and love

Becho has a violin that doesn't love
But he feels that the violin calls to him
At night, as if repentant
He loves that sad sound again

(The boys continue to learn your songs
And your voice is always the excuse that brings hearts together
It's that the people of the town will never be able to forget you.
If you only knew Alfredo, how good it makes us feel to hear you!)

Brown butterfly of wood
Child violin that despairs
When Becho plays it and calms down
The violin remains playing in his soul

Life and death, violin, father and mother
The violin sings and Becho is the air
He can no longer play in the orchestra
Because to love and to sing has its price

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