Song
Envidia · Francisco Canaro · 1936
Envidia · Francisco Canaro · 1936 was sung by Roberto Maida.† Envidia · Francisco Canaro · 1936 is a tango.† Envidia · Francisco Canaro · 1936 lasts 03:18.†
Credit
- Music
- Francisco Canaro
- Lyrics
- José González Castillo
Source: TangoCloud catalogue
Every recording
4 recordings · our catalogue, dances filmed on TangoTube
Lyrics
Español
Envidia, envidia siente el que sufre, envidia siente el que espera viendo que la vida entera no es más que desilusión. Envidia, envidia siente el cobarde, envidia siente el que muere, el que mata y el que hiere, porque no tendrá perdón. Envidia, envidia amarga y traidora, envidia que grita y llora; la que causa más dolor es la envidia por amor. Yo he nacido bueno, yo he nacido honrado, mi cabeza altiva nunca se ha doblado. Para el compañero fue mi brazo amigo y estreché la mano del que fue enemigo. Nunca el triunfo de otro me trajo una pena, ni sentí amargura por la dicha ajena; y hoy, ante el espejo cruel de mi pasado, veo que cambiado me tiene el rencor. Envidia, envidia tengo en mi seno; envidia del que a tu lado es feliz por ser amado mientras muerdo mi pasión. Envidia de mis desvelos envidia como el vencido, porque jamás ha tenido en la vida una ilusión. Envidia, envidia que me condena a vivir con esta pena, porque no hay mayor dolor que la envidia por amor.
English · machine translation
Envy, envy feels the one who suffers, envy feels the one who waits seeing that the whole of life is nothing but disappointment. Envy, envy feels the coward, envy feels the one who dies, he who kills and he who wounds, for he shall not be forgiven. Envy, envy, bitter and treacherous envy, envy that cries and weeps; that which causes the most pain is envy for love. I was born good, I was born honorable, my haughty head has never bent. For the companion was my friendly arm and I shook the hand of the one who was an enemy. Never the triumph of another brought me sorrow, nor did I feel bitterness for the happiness of others; and today, before the cruel mirror cruel mirror of my past, I see that changed I have a grudge. Envy, envy I have in my bosom; envy of the one who at your side is happy to be loved while I bite my passion. Envy of my sleeplessness envy like the vanquished because he has never had an illusion in life. Envy, envy that condemns me to live with this pain, because there is no greater pain than envy for love.
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Data: recordings, facts and sources
Recordings by year
Source: TangoCloud catalogue
1936: 1, 1938: 1, 1954: 1, 1957: 1
Credit
- Music
- Francisco Canaro
- Lyrics
- José González Castillo
Source: TangoCloud catalogue
Lyrics
Español
Envidia, envidia siente el que sufre, envidia siente el que espera viendo que la vida entera no es más que desilusión. Envidia, envidia siente el cobarde, envidia siente el que muere, el que mata y el que hiere, porque no tendrá perdón. Envidia, envidia amarga y traidora, envidia que grita y llora; la que causa más dolor es la envidia por amor. Yo he nacido bueno, yo he nacido honrado, mi cabeza altiva nunca se ha doblado. Para el compañero fue mi brazo amigo y estreché la mano del que fue enemigo. Nunca el triunfo de otro me trajo una pena, ni sentí amargura por la dicha ajena; y hoy, ante el espejo cruel de mi pasado, veo que cambiado me tiene el rencor. Envidia, envidia tengo en mi seno; envidia del que a tu lado es feliz por ser amado mientras muerdo mi pasión. Envidia de mis desvelos envidia como el vencido, porque jamás ha tenido en la vida una ilusión. Envidia, envidia que me condena a vivir con esta pena, porque no hay mayor dolor que la envidia por amor.
English · machine translation
Envy, envy feels the one who suffers, envy feels the one who waits seeing that the whole of life is nothing but disappointment. Envy, envy feels the coward, envy feels the one who dies, he who kills and he who wounds, for he shall not be forgiven. Envy, envy, bitter and treacherous envy, envy that cries and weeps; that which causes the most pain is envy for love. I was born good, I was born honorable, my haughty head has never bent. For the companion was my friendly arm and I shook the hand of the one who was an enemy. Never the triumph of another brought me sorrow, nor did I feel bitterness for the happiness of others; and today, before the cruel mirror cruel mirror of my past, I see that changed I have a grudge. Envy, envy I have in my bosom; envy of the one who at your side is happy to be loved while I bite my passion. Envy of my sleeplessness envy like the vanquished because he has never had an illusion in life. Envy, envy that condemns me to live with this pain, because there is no greater pain than envy for love.
Every recording
4 recordings by year · source: TangoCloud catalogue
In other catalogues5
tango.info · 07798145106376-1-12Single source
tango.info · 02480002040859-1-11Single source
tango.info · 00743625545623-1-11Single source
tango.info · 05099923539327-1-14Single source
tango.info · 02480002741886-1-1Single source
Singers1
Sung by Roberto MaidaSingle source
Is a1
Is a tangoSingle source
Duration1
Duration 03:18Single source
Audio feature11
Audio feature 120.2Single source
Audio feature 0.946Single source
Audio feature ESingle source
Audio feature majorSingle source
Audio feature 0.708Single source
Audio feature -23.2Single source
Audio feature 0.411Single source
Audio feature 0.399Single source
Audio feature 0.186Single source
Audio feature 0.0Single source
Audio feature 0.814Single source
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