Barrio Viejo
Carlos Gardel
Old Neighborhood
Streets where my lovely old neighborhood stood,
Streets that hold my memories of yesterday;
I return just like a lark,
Bringing in my songs
The echoes of the foliage.
I want you to not forget that I brought back,
All the joy that you made me feel.
That's why upon arriving,
I would like to leave
The joy of my singing.
I return to the foot of your window
To evoke the mornings
When I felt happy,
When a melodious singer
Interrupted the rest
Of the woman I loved.
Today, as I wander through your streets
I want to fill myself with love
Under the cascade of splendors
That have dazzled you.
Neighborhood that I have never been able to forget
Even though my absence lasted a long time.
Neighborhood, corner of my joy,
I come to seek the glory
Of my distant days.
I want you to know that I cannot live
Far from your sun-covered streets
Because the splendor
That is always in you,
Makes my love come alive.
