Barajando recuerdos · Ricardo Tanturi · 1943

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Quince años que he dejado mi barrio abandonado, corriendo por las calles de un mundo de quimeras. Quince años que se han ido, mas yo no me he olvidado de vos, barrio testigo, de aquellas primaveras. Cruzando por tus calles camino emocionado, ya no te queda nada del viejo malecón. Tan sólo como velorio de todo tu pasado, ahí queda haciendo guardia tu antiguo bodegón. Ya no está la que ayer esperaba mi pasada. Su balcón se cerró y está triste la barriada. Y ese amor jamás podré olvidar, muchachos, apesar del tiempo que pasó. Hoy no está, mas vuelvo a su balcón y a quién has de evocar mi corazón. Quisiera ser muchacho volver a lo que era, tener la misma pinta de cuando dije adiós. Me siento triste y viejo y pienso, si pudiera, romperle las agujas, la vida es un reloj.

English · machine translation

Fifteen years I have left my abandoned neighborhood, running through the streets of a world of chimeras. Fifteen years that have gone, but I have not forgotten of you, witness neighborhood, of those springs. Crossing your streets I walk with emotion, you have nothing left of the old boardwalk. Only as a wake of all your past, there remains standing guard your old bodegón. Gone is the one who yesterday awaited my passing. Her balcony is closed and the neighborhood is sad. And that love I will never be able to forget, boys, despite of the time that has passed. He's gone today, but I return to his balcony and to whom will you evoke my heart. I would like to be a boy to go back to what I was, I'd like to look the same as when I said goodbye. I feel sad and old and I think, if I could to break its hands, life is a clock.