San José de Flores · Osvaldo Pugliese · 1953

Castellano

Me da pena de verte hoy, barrio de Flores, rincón de mis juegos, cordial y feliz. Recuerdos queridos, novela de amores que evoca un romance de dicha sin fin. Nací en ese barrio, crecí en sus veredas, un día alcé el vuelo soñando triunfar; y hoy, pobre y vencido, cargado de penas, he vuelto cansado de tanto ambular... La dicha y fortuna me fueron esquivas, jirones de ensueños dispersos dejé; y en medio de tantas desgracias y penas, el ansia bendita de verte otra vez... En tierras extrañas luché con la suerte, derecho y sin vueltas no supe mentir, y al verme agobiado, más pobre que nunca, volví a mi querencia buscando morir. Más vale que nunca pensara el regreso, si al verte de nuevo me puse a llorar. Mis labios dijeron temblando en un rezo: ¡Mi barrio no es éste, cambió de lugar!... Prefiero a quedarme, morir en la huella, si todo he perdido, barriada y hogar... Total, otra herida no me hace ni mella, será mi destino rodar y rodar...

Inglés · traducción automática

I am sorry to see you today, neighborhood of Flores, corner of my games, cordial and happy. Dear memories, novel of loves that evokes a romance of endless bliss. I was born in that neighborhood, I grew up on its sidewalks, one day I took flight dreaming of triumph; and today, poor and defeated, burdened with sorrows, I have returned tired of so much wandering... Happiness and fortune were elusive to me, shreds of scattered dreams I left; and in the midst of so many misfortunes and sorrows, the blessed longing to see you again... In strange lands I struggled with luck, straight and straight I did not know how to lie, and seeing myself overwhelmed, poorer than ever, I went back to my home, seeking to die. I'd better never have thought of returning, if seeing you again I started to cry. My lips said trembling in a prayer: My neighborhood is not this one, it changed places!.... I prefer to stay, to die in the footprint, if I have lost everything, neighborhood and home... Another wound doesn't even make a dent in me, it will be my destiny to roll and roll...