Tango Lyrics

Uno busca lleno de esperanzas
el camino que los sueños
prometieron a sus ansias...
Sabe que la lucha es cruel
y es mucha pero lucha y se desangra
por la fe que lo empecina.
Uno va arrastrandose entre espinas
y en su afan de dar su amor
sufre y se destroza hasta entender,
que uno se ha quedado sin corazon...
Precio de castigo que uno entrega
por un beso que no lllega
o un amor que lo engaño.
Vacio ya de amar y de llorar
tanta traicion!...
Si yo tuviera el corazon,
el corazon que di...
Si yo pudiera como ayer
querer sin presentir...
Es posible que a tus ojos
que me gritan su cariño
los cerrara con mis besos...
Sin pensar que eran como esos
otros ojos, los perversos
los que hundieron mi vivir...

Si yo tuviera el corazon,
el mismo que perdi...
Si olvidara a la que ayer
lo destrozo, y pudiera amarte,
me abrazaria a tu ilusion
para llorar tu amor.

Pero Dios te puso en mi camino
sin pensar que ya es muy tarde
y no sabre como quererte...
Dejame que llore
como aquel que sufre en vida
la tortura de llorar su propia muerte.
Pura como sos habrias salvado
mi esperanza con tu amor...
Uno esta tan solo en su dolor,
Uno esta tan ciego en su penar...
Pero un frio cruel
que es peor que el odio,
punto muerto de las almas,
tumba horrenda de mi amor,
maldijo para siempre y me robo
toda ilusion...

One searches, full of hope
the road that his dreams
promised to his longings...
One knows that the struggle is cruel
and it's too much but one fights and bleeds
for the faith that makes him stubborn.
One goes crawling on the thorns,
and in his urge to give his love…
one suffers and self-destroys understanding,
that one was left without a heart...
Price for punishment that one pays
for a kiss that never comes
or for a love that was unfaithful...
Empty from loving and crying
so much betrayal!...
If I had the heart…
the heart I gave away...
If I could, like yesterday…
to love without a premonition...
It's possible that your eyes
that cry out to me their love,
I'd close them with my kisses...
Without thinking that like these,
they were other wicked eyes
that ruined my existence...

If I had the heart,
the same one I lost;
if I'd forget the one that yesterday
tore it apart, and I could love you,
I would embrace in your illusion
to cry out your love.

But God brought you in my destiny
without thinking that it is too late
and I won't know how to love you,
Let me cry
like one who suffers in life
the torture of crying his own death.
Pure as you are, you could've saved
my hope with your love...
One is so lonely in his pain,.
One is so blind in his suffering...
But a cruel cold
that's worse than hate,
dead spot of the souls,
horrendous tomb of my love,
cursed forever and stole
all hope...