Song
Torrente · Orquesta Romantica Milonguera · 2019
1944: 4, 217; 1969: 1, 0; 2019: 1, 0
Lucio Demare’s 1944 version holds 54% of its dancing (119 of 217).
How we know
Of the dances to its 6 recordings in our catalogue. Dances count filmed Occasions on TangoTube.
Credit
- Music
- Hugo Gutiérrez
- Lyrics
- Homero Manzi
Source: TangoCloud catalogue
Every recording
6 recordings · our catalogue, dances filmed on TangoTube · 3 more we know of
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- Aníbal TroiloEarliest we holdAlberto Marino · RCA Victor · Oct 697 dances1944
- Lucio DemareMost dancedHoracio Quintana · Odeon · Oct 11119 dances1944
- Francisco CanaroCarlos Roldán · Odeon · Dec 61 dance1944
- Orquesta Romantica MilongueraHache De Huilen · Apr 1Not danced on film yet2019
- Osvaldo Manzi Y El Octeto MarabúInstrumental · MicrofonNot danced on film yet1969
- Quintin VerduRoberto RodriguezNot danced on film yet1944
- Alfredo MalerbaNot in our catalogueLibertad Lamarque · Oct 31944
- Orquesta Típica PorteñaNot in our catalogueRoberto Goyeneche · Jul 21976
- Roberto GoyenecheNot in our catalogue
Lyrics
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Solloza mi ansiedad... También mi soledad quisiera llorar cobardemente. Angustia de jugar y de repente, sin querer, perder el corazón en el torrente. Se queja nuestro ayer... Se queja con un tono de abandono que recuerda con dolor la noche del adiós... la noche que encendimos de reproches y el amor pasó. Adiós... la triste y la más gris canción de amor. Ayer... el último y fatal ayer final. Fue mi desprecio, mi desprecio necio. Fue tu amargura, tu amargura oscura. Nuestro egoísmo nos lanzó al abismo y nos vimos de repente en el torrente más atroz. Torrente de rencor brutal y cruel que ya no ofrece salvación. Se queja el corazón... Se queja con razón al ver lo que quedó de aquel pasado. Perfume de rosal rumor callado de cristal y todo es un nidal abandonado. Solloza el corazón... solloza como un niño sin cariño, sin abrigo ni ilusión. Y vuelve del adiós la tarde en que los dos fuimos cobardes y el amor pasó.
English · machine translation
My anxiety sobs... Also my loneliness I would like to cry cowardly. Anguish of playing and suddenly, without wanting to, to lose my heart in the torrent. Our yesterday complains... It complains with a tone of abandonment that recalls with pain the night of goodbye... the night we lit up with reproaches and love passed. Farewell... the saddest and grayest song of love. Yesterday... the last and fatal final yesterday. It was my contempt, my foolish contempt. It was your bitterness, your dark bitterness. Our selfishness threw us into the abyss and we saw ourselves suddenly in the torrent most atrocious torrent. Torrent of rancor brutal and cruel that no longer offers salvation. The heart complains... It complains with reason when it sees what is left of that past. Perfume of rosebush silent murmur of crystal and everything is an abandoned nest. The heart sobs... it sobs like a child without affection without shelter or illusion. And it returns from the goodbye the afternoon when we were both cowards and love passed.
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