Song
Poema · Héctor Grané · 1957
1935: 1, 152; 1937: 1, 0; 1957: 2, 0; 2009: 1, 1; 2016: 1, 36
Francisco Canaro’s 1935 version holds 80% of its dancing (152 of 189).
How we know
Of the dances to its 6 recordings in our catalogue. Dances count filmed Occasions on TangoTube.
Credit
- Music
- Eduardo Bianco, Mario Melfi
- Lyrics
- Mario Melfi
Source: TangoCloud catalogue
Every recording
6 recordings · our catalogue, dances filmed on TangoTube · 11 more we know of
Choose A and B on two recordings to hear them one after the other.
- Francisco CanaroEarliest we holdMost dancedRoberto Maida · Odeon · Jun 11152 dances1935
- Color Tango (Roberto Alvarez)Roberto Decarre1 dance2009
- Orquesta Romantica MilongueraMarisol Martínez · Dec 136 dances2016
- Héctor GranéJean RaphaëlNot danced on film yet1957
- Héctor GranéNot danced on film yet1957
- René PesentiAlbertoNot danced on film yet1937
- A. J. PesentiNot in our catalogue1932
- Imperio ArgentinaNot in our catalogue1932
- Eduardo BiancoNot in our catalogue1932
- Imperio ArgentinaNot in our catalogue1933
- Eduardo BiancoNot in our catalogue1933
- Orquesta Típica TokioNot in our catalogueRanko Fujisawa1952
- Juan Sánchez GorioNot in our catalogueLuis Mendoza1954
- Juan Sánchez GorioNot in our catalogueLuis Mendoza1955
- Héctor PachecoNot in our catalogue
- MilvaNot in our catalogue
- A. J. PesentiNot in our catalogue
Lyrics
Español
Fue un ensueño de dulce amor, horas de dicha y de querer. Fue el poema de ayer, que yo soñé de dorado color. Vanas quimeras que el corazón no logrará descifrar jamás. ¡Nido tan fugaz, fue un sueño de amor, de adoración!... Cuando las flores de tu rosal vuelvan más bellas a florecer, recordarás mi querer y has de saber todo mi intenso mal... De aquel poema embriagador ya nada queda entre los dos. ¡Con mi triste adiós sentirás la emoción de mi dolor!...
English · machine translation
It was a dream of sweet love, hours of joy and love. It was yesterday's poem that I dreamed of golden color. Vain chimeras that the heart will never be able to decipher. So fleeting a dream, it was a dream of love, of adoration!... When the flowers of your rosebush come back to bloom more beautifully, you will remember my love and you will know all my intense evil... Of that intoxicating poem nothing remains between the two of us. With my sad goodbye you will feel the emotion of my pain!...
What we don't know yet3 of 5 known
The day it was recorded, the record label.
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