Qué Tarde Que Has Venido (feat. Argentino Ledesma)
Héctor Varela y Su Orquesta Típica
What a Late Arrival (feat. Argentino Ledesma)
What a late arrival
Don't you see it's already winter
That all my tenderness
Life burned it
What a late arrival
If you call it from your hell
You left only sores
Instead of a heart
What a horrible nightmare
To know that I was losing you
The night your pride
Was a barrier between us
The night enveloped you
I screamed why, why
And I raised my broken fists
Tense in your love
Heart, don't cry
It's not worth it
To remember her love
If she was never good
My hands empty
Empty like the game
Of a goodbye
They can't forgive
Don't cry heart
For I carry in your beat
Her curse
What a late arrival
Don't you see it's already winter
My lips are dry
Bitter as gall
In me were unleashed
The insults of hell
And I am uranium and sad
Just like a cypress
From now on
Through this street of mine
The rain will sing to me
Your tears of today
And in each evening
The grimace of forgiveness
Will bring from oblivion
Your old curse