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Fui reina,
reina de corazones
para terminar llorando
al ritmo de los acordeones
de este viejo café.
Llegaste con ese aire desafiante
en las lánguidas horas del estío
para condenarme inmisericorde
a mi lecho vacío
y a la malicia de tu nombre.
Te creí entre mis brazos,
esculpiste mi cuerpo del hielo
te veneré como a una diosa
en mi altar verdadero
para desvanecerte al alba.
Recuerdo las noches
cubiertas en vino
mecidas en su marea
lejos del destino
la piel, el alma, al rojo.
Sin ti, la corona me pesa
exiliada en mi propio hogar
mis manos claudican y se rinden
me condenaste, sin rumbo, a vagar
y a la malicia de tu nombre.
Fui reina,
reina de corazones
te añoro y canto
al ritmo de los acordeones
sabiendo que no volverás.
I was the Queen,
Queen of hearts
To end up weeping
To the rythm of the accordions
In this old Café.
You came to me defiantly
In the lowest summer hours
To sentence me mercyless
To my empty bed
And the malice of your name.
I hold truthfully you in my arms,
You sculpted my body from ice
I venerated you like a Godness
On the altar of my skin
But you faded away in the morning.
I still remember the nights
Together covered by wine
Rocked in its tide
Far from fate
Red hot skin and soul.
My crown is heavy without you
In my home, in my exile
My hands gave up, gave in.
You sentenced me to ramble on
And the malice of your name.
I was the Queen,
Queen of hearts
I´m missing you and singing for you
To the rythm of the accordions
Knowing that you´ll never be back.
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