SongTShq4973
Volver
1 fact · 1 source · every fact links its source
Recordings by year
Source: TangoCloud catalogue
1935: 1, 1947: 1, 1961: 1, 1965: 1, 1969: 1, 1970: 1, 1975: 1, 1981: 1, 1998: 1, 2006: 1
Credit
- Music
- Carlos Gardel
Source: TangoCloud catalogue
Lyrics
Español
Yo adivino el parpadeo de las luces que a lo lejos, van marcando mi retorno. Son las mismas que alumbraron, con sus pálidos reflejos, hondas horas de dolor. Y aunque no quise el regreso, siempre se vuelve al primer amor. La quieta calle donde el eco dijo: 'Tuya es su vida, tuyo es su querer', bajo el burlón mirar de las estrellas que con indiferencia hoy me ven volver. Volver, con la frente marchita, las nieves del tiempo platearon mi sien. Sentir, que es un soplo la vida, que veinte años no es nada, que febril la mirada errante en las sombras te busca y te nombra. Vivir, con el alma aferrada a un dulce recuerdo, que lloro otra vez. Tengo miedo del encuentro con el pasado que vuelve a enfrentarse con mi vida. Tengo miedo de las noches que, pobladas de recuerdos, encadenen mi soñar. Pero el viajero que huye, tarde o temprano detiene su andar. Y aunque el olvido que todo destruye, haya matado mi vieja ilusión, guarda escondida una esperanza humilde, que es toda la fortuna de mi corazón.
English · machine translation
I guess the flickering of the lights that in the distance are marking my return. They are the same ones that illuminated with their pale reflections, deep hours of pain. And although I did not want to return, one always returns to one's first love. The quiet street where the echo said: 'Yours is his life, yours is his want', under the mocking look of the stars that with indifference today see me return. To return, with withered forehead, the snows of time silvered my temple. To feel, that life is a breath, that twenty years is nothing, how feverish the gaze wandering in the shadows seeks you and names you. To live, with the soul clinging to a sweet memory, that I cry again. I am afraid of the encounter with the past that returns to confront my life. I am afraid of the nights that, full of memories, chain my dreaming. But the traveler who flees sooner or later stops his walk. And even if the oblivion that destroys everything has killed my old illusion, it keeps hidden a humble hope, which is all the fortune of my heart.
Every recording
10 recordings by year · source: TangoCloud catalogue
- VolverOsvaldo Fresedo · Roberto Ray1935
- VolverFlorindo Sassone · Jorge Casal1947
- VolverJosé Basso · Alfredo Del Rio1961
- VolverMiguel Caló · Marga Fontana1965
- VolverFrancisco Canaro · Argentino Ledesma1969
- VolverAníbal Troilo y Astor Piazzolla1970
- VolverHugo Diaz1975
- VolverOsvaldo Pugliese · Adrián Guida1981
- VolverOrquesta Forever Tango · Carlos Morel1998
- VolverOrquesta Típica Imperial · Cristina De Los Angeles2006
Composed by1
Composed by Carlos GardelSingle source
Related
Sources 1
- [1]TangoCloud public music creditscatalogue