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Sin lágrimas · Orquesta Francini-Pontier · 1954

Orquesta Francini-PontierPablo Morenotango
Music by Charlo, lyrics by José María Contursi. 3 recordings in our catalogue, 1946–1954.

Pinned at 1954 · Golden Age 1935–1954 · Orquesta Francini-Pontier recordings indexed 1946–1973

The work

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Music
Charlo
Lyrics
José María Contursi

Source: TangoCloud catalogue

Recordings

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The catalogue holds 3 recordings of this song by 3 orchestras, 1946 to 1954.

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1940’50
Recordings of Sin lágrimas · Orquesta Francini-Pontier · 1954 by year, taller the more they are danced · 3 of 3 recordings carry a year · read Nov 1, 2026

3 recordings · our catalogue, dances filmed on TangoTube · 5 more we know of

Choose A and B on two recordings to hear them one after the other.

  1. Osvaldo PuglieseEarliest we holdMost dancedSin lágrimasOsvaldo PuglieseRoberto ChaneltangoOdeon
    56 dances
    1946
  2. Orquesta Francini-PontierSin lágrimasOrquesta Francini-PontierPablo Morenotango
    Not danced on film yet
    1954
  3. Puglia-PedrozaSin lágrimasPuglia-PedrozaOscar Nelsontango
    Not danced on film yet
    1953
  4. Enrique Francini, Armando PontierNot in our cataloguePablo Moreno · Apr 81954
  5. -unspecified orchestra-Not in our catalogueCharlo · Nov 291954
  6. Hernán SalinasNot in our catalogueFeb 81977
  7. CharloNot in our catalogue
  8. -unspecified orchestra-Not in our catalogueJorge Valdez

Lyrics

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No sabes cuánto te he querido, como has de negar que fuiste mía; y sin embargo me has pedido que te deje, que me vaya, que te hunda en el olvido. Ya ves, mis ojos no han llorado, para qué llorar lo que he perdido; pero en mi pecho desgarrado... sin latidos, destrozado, va muriendo el corazón. Ahora, que mi cariño es tan profundo, Ahora, quedo solo en este mundo; qué importa que esté muriendo y nadie venga a cubrir estos despojos, ¡qué me importa de la vida! Si mi vida está en tus ojos. Ahora que siento el frío de la muerte, ahora que mis ojos no han de verte... qué importa que otro tenga tus encantos, si yo se que nunca nadie puede amarte tanto, tanto como yo te amé. No puedo reprocharte nada si encontré en tu amor la fe perdida; con el calor de tu mirada diste fuerzas a mi vida, pobre vida destrozada. Y, aunque mis ojos no han llorado, hoy, a Dios rezando le he pedido... que si otros labios te han besado, y al besarte te han herido, que no sufras como yo.

English · machine translation

You don't know how much I loved you, how you will deny that you were mine; and yet you have asked me to leave you, to go away, to sink you into oblivion. You see, my eyes have not wept, why mourn what I have lost; but in my torn chest... without a heartbeat, shattered, my heart is dying. Now, that my affection is so deep, Now, I am left alone in this world; What does it matter that I am dying and no one comes to cover these spoils, what does it matter to me of life! If my life is in your eyes. Now that I feel the cold of death, now that my eyes will not see you... what does it matter if someone else has your charms if I know that no one can ever love you as much, as much as I loved you. I cannot reproach you for anything if I found in your love the lost faith; with the warmth of your gaze you gave strength to my life, poor shattered life. And, although my eyes have not wept, today, I have prayed to God... that if other lips have kissed you and in kissing you have hurt you, that you do not suffer as I did.

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