La Cumparsita

Excuse me gentlemen
Let this tango, this tango speak for me
And my voice among its sounds will say
Will say why I sing like this
Because when I was a kid
Because when I was a kid, the maternal song cradled me in tango
To call sleep
And I heard the groan of the bandoneons
Under the grapevine of my old patio
Because I saw the parade of hardships
With my poor, teary and open eyes
And in the sad room of my old bulls
I sing poverty its winter song
And I became in tangos
I was molded in mud, in misery
In the bitterness that poverty brings
In mother's tears
In the rebellion of the strong who have to fold their arms
When hunger comes
And I became in tangos because, because tango is macho
Because tango is strong
It smells of life
It tastes of death
Because I loved a lot, and because I was deceived
And I spent my life chewing dreams
Because I am a tree that never bore fruit
Because I am a dog without an owner
Because I have hatreds that I never speak
Because when I want, because when I want I bleed in kisses
Because I loved a lot, and I have not been loved
That's why I sing, so sad
That's why