"Tormenta"
Orquesta Carlos Di Sarli c. Mario Pomar
Recorded on 1954-09-08
Músic: Enrique Santos Discépolo
Lyrics: Enrique Santos Discépolo
Transcription: Warren Edwardes (c) 2018-05-27
Translation: Warren Edwardes (c) 2018-05-27
Aullando entre relámpagos,
Perdido en la tormenta
De mi noche interminable. ¡Dios!
Busco tu nombre
No quiero que tu rayo
me enceguezca entre el horror,
porque preciso luz
para seguir.
¿Lo que aprendí de tu mano
no sirve para vivir?
Yo siento que mi fe se tambalea,
Que la gente mala vive ¡Dios!
Mejor que yo
¡Si la vida es el infierno
y el honrao vive entre lágrimas!
¿Cuál es el bien?
Del que lucha en nombre tuyo
Limpio, puro, ¿Para qué?
Si hoy la infamia da el sendero
Y el amor mata en tu nombre, ¡Dios!
Lo que has besao
El seguirte es dar ventaja
Y el amarte sucumbir, al mal.
No quiero abandonarte, yo
Demuestra una vez sola
Que el traidor no vive impune, ¡Dios!
Para besarte
Enséñame una flor que haya nacido
Del esfuerzo de seguirte, ¡Dios!
Para no odiar
Al mundo que me desprecia
Porque no aprendo a robar
Y entonces de rodillas
Hecho sangre en los guijarros
Moriré con vos,
Feliz, Señor.
Si hoy la infamia da el sendero
Y el amor mata en tu nombre, ¡Dios!
Lo que has besao
El seguirte es dar ventaja
Y el amarte sucumbir, al mal.
Howling between lightning bolts,
Lost in the thunderstorm
Of my endless night, Oh God!
I seek your name
I don't want your lightning bolt
to blind me in horror,
because I need light
to continue.
What I learned from your hand
doesn't it serve to live?
I feel my faith falters,
That the evil live, Oh God!
Better than me
If life is hell
and honour lives through tears
What's the point?
Of the one who fights for you
Clean, pure, for what?
If today infamy leads the way
And love kills in your name, Oh God!
What you have kissed
Following you gives an advantage
And to love you is to succumb, to evil.
I don't want to leave you,
show just once
That the traitor does not go scot-free, Oh God!
To kiss you
Show me a flower that was born
With the strain to follow you, Oh God!
to not hate
To the world that despises me
Because I didn't learn to steal
And then kneeling
Blooded on the pebbles
I will die with you,
Happy, Lord
If today infamy leads the way
And love kills in your name, Oh God!
What you have kissed
Following you gives an advantage
And to love you is to succumb, to evil.
I was at an open air milonga this afternoon in London. The BBC had forecast a thunderstorm. And then the DJ pushed his luck and ours. He played "Tormenta". But luckily the heavens did not open and we continued to dance.
Transcription: Warren Edwardes (c) 2018-05-27
Translation: Warren Edwardes (c) 2018-05-27