Cualquier cosa
Carlos Gardel
Anything
Anything you turned out to be
so that a righteous man
would take your malice to heart
surrendering to despair.
With your action you proved to me
what I suspected of you
that your love smiled at me,
to achieve another end.
My crazy one,
cruel and pierced soul
by your treacherous stab
I lost all my happiness.
Who would say
that your stubborn thinking
would turn you into a flower of the fence
and not enchantment for me.
Your divine green eyes
a mix of sea and sky,
have left a sorrow
that embitters my heart.
May God forbid you
from returning, now that you're gone,
because the harm you did to me
does not deserve my forgiveness.
