El regreso

Marcos Mundstock: It seems unbelievable, Carlitos, we are returning
Ernesto Acher: Returning we are, Carlitos, it seems unbelievable
Marcos Mundstock: We are returning after twenty years, twenty long years
Ernesto Acher: You're right Carlitos, they were very long twenty years. Thirteen, fourteen months
Marcos Mundstock: Although thinking about it, Carlitos, what are twenty years?
Ernesto Acher: They are two hundred and forty months
Marcos Mundstock: Thank you Carlitos
Ernesto Acher: You're welcome Carlitos
Marcos Mundstock: But now we are returning
Ernesto Acher: Yes Carlitos, returning to the place we should have never left

Marcos Mundstock: I return
Ernesto Acher: I return
Marcos Mundstock: With a wounded heart
Ernesto Acher: Because of yesterday's mistakes
Marcos Mundstock: I think
Ernesto Acher: I think
Marcos Mundstock: That if I hadn't left
Ernesto Acher: City of my love
Acher and Mundstock: That if I hadn't left, today I couldn't return

Marcos Mundstock: Carlitos, to think that twenty years ago I left without saying goodbye
Ernesto Acher: You didn't say goodbye?
Marcos Mundstock: Yes, I said goodbye, but I didn't say goodbye, I said: 'au revoir'. When I said goodbye, she was braiding her hair... how is she now?
Ernesto Acher: Well, she must have finished
Marcos Mundstock: Beautiful country girl, Margarita, girl with black eyes... how I loved the three of them!
Ernesto Acher: Carlitos, you were always an expert seducer, a seasoned lover
Marcos Mundstock: Yes, seasoned. Sometimes yes, sometimes no. For example, do you remember Azucena?
Ernesto Acher: Azucena? I met her, but never got to know her
Marcos Mundstock: I tried but couldn't. The thing is Carlitos, women only cause us pain.
Ernesto Acher: You're right Carlitos, I've been suffering since my third wife passed away and I was left alone... with two.

Marcos Mundstock: I'm sorry brother. Look Carlitos, look! Look at the strange fascination that seems to arise from the stars
Ernesto Acher: It's true Carlitos, last night after dinner I came alone to the deck and spent the whole night scrutinizing the sky
Marcos Mundstock: Did you eat something?
Ernesto Acher: I'm talking about my yearning, my desire... desire to return
Marcos Mundstock: And... did you eat something?
Ernesto Acher: You're right Carlitos, the sky is fascinating, it's an indescribable spectacle
Marcos Mundstock: You said it, Carlitos, indescribable. Carlitos, what does indescribable mean?
Ernesto Acher: It's something difficult to describe with words
Marcos Mundstock: But at least try
Ernesto Acher: It's something difficult to describe with words
Marcos Mundstock: But at least try
Ernesto Acher: It's something difficult to...
Marcos Mundstock: Ahhh!, it's something difficult to describe with words
Ernesto Acher: But at least try

Marcos Mundstock: Look Carlitos, look. Look how the sea shines, how the moon reflects...
Ernesto Acher: How the wake follows us...
Marcos Mundstock: That girl really loves you... Poor Estela!
Ernesto Acher: Poor!
Marcos Mundstock: Poor Estela, and to think that you abandoned her just like that
Ernesto Acher: You're right, Carlitos, just like that!
Marcos Mundstock: Carlitos, forgive me for saying this, but since we were talking about abandonments, you also abandoned Beatriz
Ernesto Acher: Beatriz! When I left she said: 'I want you to take this brooch as a keepsake and I'll pin it on you myself'. I wanted to tell her that I was only wearing a t-shirt... I never cried so much in a farewell!

I looked at your brooch and moved
I only prayed it was disinfected.
I left with your memory stuck in me. Beatriz,
your memory has left me a scar.

Marcos Mundstock: Carlitos... do you remember Encarnación?
Ernesto Acher: Uhhhh!
Marcos Mundstock: Encarnación... how ugly she was! She was the incarnation of ugliness.

No one ever told her 'I love you',
no one ever declared their love to her,
Poor Encarnación!
Except that January afternoon
when she was declared... measles.

Ernesto Acher: It seems unbelievable Carlitos, have you ever thought how unlucky we've been with women?
Marcos Mundstock: Yes Carlitos, the thing is that except for one's old lady, they're all ungrateful. You give them your love and they pay you back poorly.
Ernesto Acher: Some even leave without paying.
Marcos Mundstock: It's because we are soft, Carlitos, soft. I for example, can't see a woman cry... without hitting her first. And we are very manly, we are very manly, and it's very difficult to combine being very manly with tolerance.
Ernesto Acher: No Carlitos, it's not difficult to combine it: I am very manly with tolerance, you are very manly with tolerance, he is very manly with tolerance...
Marcos Mundstock: You're right Carlitos, I had never thought about it. Carlitos, now that we are returning we should forget about women, we should try to live for something else. We could try to live off tango, for example.
Ernesto Acher: For example... I carry a thousand tangos in my soul.
Marcos Mundstock: And why don't you write them?
Ernesto Acher: Because they are horrible
Marcos Mundstock: Carlitos, you were going to write the plumber's tango.

Ernesto Acher:
The plumber went to work very early,
saw the leaking pipe and approached.
Calmly, he took the soldering iron in his hands
and... sol - der!

Marcos Mundstock: You were right Carlitos, you were right... it's horrible!
Ernesto Acher: I'm a failure
Marcos Mundstock: Don't say that Carlitos...
Ernesto Acher: I'm a failure
Marcos Mundstock: Don't say that Carlitos!
Ernesto Acher: I'm a failure
Marcos Mundstock: Well, say it...
Ernesto Acher: To think that in my heyday I had three vuitures, twenty-five suits, eighty shirts...
Marcos Mundstock: You still have your old lady, Carlitos...
Ernesto Acher: Yes, but she's very worn out.
Marcos Mundstock: No, Carlitos, you haven't understood me, you haven't... understood me. I mean your saintly mother.
Ernesto Acher: Excuse me brother, I didn't understand you. You know what? I have many problems and I don't know if I can count on you.
Marcos Mundstock: Count on me Carlitos
Acher and Mundstock: One problem, two problems, three problems...
Ernesto Acher: Thank you brother, thank you
Marcos Mundstock: Carlitos!
Ernesto Acher: Yes?
Marcos Mundstock: The lights of the port are already visible!
Ernesto Acher: We're arriving, brother! Arriving at the only city we should have never left.

Marcos Mundstock:
Returning, returning to see you, city of my love,
returning to walk through you without hatred or disdain
Ernesto Acher:
Seeing the shine of that old streetlight again,
enjoying from the attic your streets and your airs

Marcos Mundstock: I return
Ernesto Acher: I return
Marcos Mundstock: After so much anxiety
Ernesto Acher: After so many slips
Marcos Mundstock: I return
Ernesto Acher: I return
Marcos Mundstock: To the only city
Ernesto Acher: Where I was always happy
Ernesto Acher and Marcos Mundstock:
I return, I return,
I am returning to Paris.