La Última Curda
Edmundo Rivero
The Last Drunkenness
Pity, bandoneon,
My heart
Your hoarse, malevolent curse...
Your tear of rum
Carries me
To the deep underworld
Where the mud rebels.
I know, don't tell me! You're right!
Life is an absurd wound,
And everything is so fleeting
That it's just a drunkenness, nothing more!
My confession.
Tell me your sentence,
Tell me your failure,
Can't you see the sorrow
That has wounded me?
And simply speak to me
Of that absent love
Behind a scrap of oblivion.
I know I hurt you!
I know I harm you
Crying my sermon of wine!
But it's the old love
That trembles, bandoneon,
And seeks in the numbing liquor
The drunkenness that in the end
Ends the show
Drawing a curtain over the heart.
A bit of memory and bitterness
Drips your slow grumble.
Your liquor swirls and drives
The troop of the left
When pouring the last drunkenness.
Close the window
That the sun burns
Its slow snail of dream,
Can't you see that I come from a country
That is always forgotten, always gray,
After the alcohol?...
