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"Now the years, they keep on passing, and no great love has filled my breast. In my life I had many, many girls...but never a woman's true love."
Patotero Sentimental (1922)
Words: Manuel Romero
Music: Manuel Jovés
Recorded 1941-06-06 by Carlos Di Sarli with vocal by Roberto Rufino.
Bilingual subtitles (Spanish above English) by Michael Krugman for Tango Decoder. Translation and subtitles Copyright © 2015 by Michael Krugman. All Rights Reserved.
Suerte loca (Crazy Luck)
Tango, 1924
Music: Anselmo Aieta
Lyrics: Francisco García Jiménez
Performed here by Orquesta Aníbal Troilo with vocal by Francisco Fiorentino (recorded 1941-06-15). English-language subtitles by Tango Decoder's resident sentient being, Michael Krugman. Audio is provided in reduced resolution for educational purposes only.
English translation and subtitles Copyright © 2015 by Michael Krugman. All Rights Reserved.
See also Tango Decoder's full lyrics of SUERTE LOCA (there's a third verse which is not sung here), full English-language translation, plus extensive notes and commentary.
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"Just because four bucks have rained on you, God knows how, you're deluding yourself. You fancy yourself an M.P., though you’re nothing but a fool in a checkered suit.... What's up, what's up with these big-shot pretensions?"
Qué hacés, qué hacés! (What's up, what's up?)*
Tango, 1933
Music: José Di Clemente
Words: Jesús Fernández Blanco
On YourTube:
• Felix Gutiérrez with Orquesta Típica Edgardo Donato
• Tita Merello with Orquesta Francisco Canaro
[Illus.: "See you tomorrow, Novarro!" Ramón Novarro (1899-1968), the quintessential "Latin lover."]
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¡Qué hacés, qué hacés,
Por cuatro mangos que han llovido,
Te la has piyao |
What's up, what's up? You’ve got it so bad |
English-language version, Copyright © 2014 Michael Krugman / Tango Decoder
* Qué hacés, qué hacés: Literally, "What are you doing?" or more colloquially, "What's up?"
* Novarro: Ramón Novarro (1899-1968) Mexican leading man in silent films, the quintessential “Latin lover.”
* M.P.: diputao/diputado, literally, "deputy," i.e., any sort of elected or appointed official: congressman, assemblyman, M.P., etc.
* Nito Anchorena Unzué: A pretentious assumed name. The Anchorenas and the Unzués had been prominent families in Argentine society since the eighteenth century. Tita Morello renders the line as Decís ser un noble ingles, "You claim to be an English nobleman."
* big-shot pretension: dique de bacán. The phrase darse dique means to put on airs, to brag.
* pizza: Fainá, a savory flatbread made of chickpea flour, common to Argentina and Uruguay. Today it is often sold in pizzerias, and served a caballo ("on horseback"), that is, atop a slice of pizza. [TD's note: Beer accompaniment mandatory!]
* Mojíca: Fray José de Guadalupe Mojica (1896-1974) was a wildly popular tenor and film actor successful in the American film industry before entering religious life.
"In memory my heart dreams again, and the dream is you, Marión... Youthful passion that one never forgets. Passion that fills my whole life with light. Shadows of yesterday, with its sadness of song, will always say to me: Marión...."
Luis Rubistein (1908-1954) was a tango composer and musician whose many titles include Charlemos, Ya sale el tren, Cadenas, Nada más, Tarde Gris, and CUATRO PALABRAS. There's an extensive bio of Luis Rubistein at TodoTango.com. Worth a read.
YouTube: Orquesta Miguel Caló, canta Raúl Iriarte
Marión
Tango, 1933
Words and music: Luis Rubistein
English version: Tango Decoder, Copyright © 2014 All Rights Reserved. Dedicated to Marión Cajori (1950-2006).
En la evocación
vuelve a soñar
mi corazón,
y el sueño eres tú, Marión...
Amor de mi juventud
que no se olvida.
Amor que llena de luz
toda mi vida.
Sombras del ayer,
con su tristeza de canción
siempre me dirán: Marión...
In memory
my heart
dreams again,
and the dream is you, Marión...
Youthful love
that one never forgets.
Love that fills
my whole life with light.
Shadows of yesterday
with its sadness of song
will always say to me: Marión....
Marión,
sé que a tu lado fui feliz
cuando te di mi corazón
en el viejo París.
Recuerdo
la angustia del adiós
y el cielo
llorando por los dos...
Marión,
amor lejano que dejé,
quiero que sepas, corazón,
que jamás te olvidé.
Marión,
I know I was happy at your side
when I gave my heart to you
in old Paris.
I remember the anguish of our goodbye
and the sky
crying for us both...
Marión,
distant love I left behind,
I want you to know, dearest,
that I never forgot you.
Sueño de París
que se enredó con la emoción
de tu amor sin fin, Marión...
Hoy sólo queda el albor
de tu fragancia
y el perfumado rumor
de la distancia.
Sombras del ayer,
con tono gris de evocación
siempre me dirán: Marión.
Dream of Paris
merged with the feeling
of your undying love, Marión...
Today all that remains is the dawn
of your fragrance
and the perfumed rumor
of the distance between us.
Shadows of yesterday
with gray tone of memory
will always say to me: Marión.