La serenata de ayer · Juan D'Arienzo · 1941

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Llegaba en coche a la ventana de la moza y se embriagaba con glicinas y jazmines; traía un ansia de zorzal en los cantares ponía el alma en las guitarras y violines. A la hermosura quinceañera le dejaba el homenaje de su acento y de su amor y se alejaba con el premio de un suspiro, una sonrisa, un 'muchas gracias' y una flor. En la lejana noche fue canción de amor y fe, en la vidala fue el dolor del mozo trovador... Con habaneras vino al barrio a suspirar y al claro de la luna, su farol de plata, le pidió a la ingrata que supiera amar. La linda moza al despertar al son de la canción. Abría su alma y su balcón poniéndose a soñar... Y florecía la esperanza del cantor al ver que la sonrisa de la porteñita, era una infinita promesa de amor. Enmudeció la serenata para siempre, ya no anda en coche con guitarras y violines siguió el camino de las buenas ventanitas que se adornaba con glicinas y jazmines. Se fue al ocaso con el coche en que llegaba partió al recuerdo con Gabino, el payador. Y se cerraron los balcones que se abrían, para brindarle un 'muchas gracias' y una flor.

English · machine translation

He would drive up to the wench's window and became intoxicated with wisteria and jasmine; he would bring a thrush's longing in the songs. He put his soul in guitars and violins. To the fifteen year old beauty she left the homage of her accent and her love and he left with the reward of a sigh, a smile, a 'thank you very much' and a flower. In the distant night it was song of love and faith, in the vidala it was the pain of the troubadour boy... With habaneras he came to the neighborhood to sigh and in the moonlight, his silver lantern, he asked the ungrateful woman to know how to love. The pretty girl when she woke up to the sound of the song. She opened her soul and her balcony and began to dream... And the singer's hope blossomed to see that the smile of the porteñita, was an infinite promise of love. The serenade fell silent forever, she no longer rode in a car with guitars and violins. she followed the path of the good little windows that was adorned with wisteria and jasmine. She went to the sunset with the car in which she was arriving he left to the memory with Gabino, the payador. And the balconies that opened were closed, to offer him a 'thank you very much' and a flower.