Amargura
Carlos Gardel
Bitterness
Relentlessly pursues me
her laughing mouth,
hunts my sleepless nights
that cruel memory
my own eyes saw
how she offered him
the kiss of her lips
red as a carnation.
A wind of madness
crossed my mind
disrupted by bitterness
I wanted to avenge myself
my hands clenched
my chest held them back
her laughing mouth
I couldn't kill.
Her love of a day
all my fortune
I counted my joy
to the fields and the moon
For loving her so much,
for trusting her
today in my trail
there is only weeping and my pain.
Sorrowful and dejected
my old wound bleeds
drink another sip
for I want to forget
but these deep sorrows
of love and disillusionment
like weeds
are hard to uproot.
From the bottom of my cup
her image obsesses me
it's like a sentence
her laughter always the same,
coquettish and ruthless
her mouth chains me
taunts me to death
the ungrateful in the glass.
