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Solo de bandoneón

Music by Enrique Cadícamo. 1 recordings in our catalogue, 1952–1952.

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Recordings by year

Source: TangoCloud catalogue

19521952

1952: 1

Credit

Music
Enrique Cadícamo

Source: TangoCloud catalogue

Lyrics

Español

Desde una pieza fulera de un fueye se escucha su voz lastimera. Sus notas, son notas de un tema de tango. De un tango que late como un corazón. El barrio duerme tranquilo y un hombre en el fueye traduce su pena y se oye en la noche tan tibia y serena un 'solo' muy triste de su bandoneón. (recitado) Interpreto tu tristeza porque yo sufrí por una... Al oírte me trabaja tu fraseo compadrón... ¡Scruchante de la noche...! Con un rayo de la luna vos hacés una ganzúa y te entrás al corazón... (cantado) Por ella sufro por ella bebo todo le he dado nada le debo. Y hoy, bandoneón, la busco en vano yo no sé que hacer, ¡hermano! si matarla o perdonar. La pena que arrastra el fueye del fondo del alma le sube a los ojos. Y solo en su pieza su lírico enojo se funde en un tango de gris emoción... Y al contemplar un retrato su cuarto bohemio de sombras, se viste, por eso es que suena más hondo y más triste el fúnebre acento de su bandoneón.

English · machine translation

From an ugly little room you can hear the mournful voice of a bandoneón. Its notes are the notes of a tango theme. Of a tango that beats like a heart. The neighborhood sleeps peacefully and a man at the bellows translates his sorrow and you hear in the night so mild and serene a very sad solo from his bandoneón. (recited) I read your sadness because I suffered over a woman too... Hearing you, that swaggering phrasing of yours works on me... Burglar of the night...! With a ray of the moon you make yourself a picklock and let yourself into the heart... (sung) For her I suffer for her I drink I've given her everything I owe her nothing. And today, bandoneón, I look for her in vain I don't know what to do, brother! whether to kill her or forgive her. The sorrow the bellows drag out rises from the bottom of his soul up to his eyes. And alone in his room his lyrical anger melts into a tango of grey feeling... And as he looks at a photograph his bohemian room dresses itself in shadows, and that's why the funereal note of his bandoneón sounds deeper and sadder.

Every recording

1 recordings by year · source: TangoCloud catalogue

  1. Solo de bandoneónOsvaldo Fresedo · Héctor Pacheco1952

Composed by1

Composed by Enrique CadícamoSingle source