Aníbal Troilo Y Su Orquesta Típica — A Homero song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "A Homero" by Aníbal Troilo Y Su Orquesta Típica.
Lyrics
Fueron años de cercos y glicinas
De la vida en orsay, del tiempo loco
Tu frente triste de pensar la vida
Tiraba madrugadas por los ojos…
Y estaba el terraplén con todo el cielo
La esquina del zanjón, la casa azul
Todo se fue trepando su misterio
Por los repechos de tu barrio sur
Vamos, vení de nuevo a las doce
Vamos que está esperando Barquina
Vamos no ves que Pepe esta noche
No ves que el viejo esta noche
No va a faltar a la cita
Vamos total al fin nada es cierto
Y estás, hermano, despierto
Juntito a Discepolín…
Ya punteaba la muerte su milonga
Tu voz calló el adiós que nos dolía;
De tanto andar sobrándole a las cosas
Prendido en un final, falló la vida
Yo sé que no vendrás pero, aunque cursi
Te esperará lo mismo el paredón
Y el tres y dos de la parada inútil
Y el resto fraternal de nuestro amor
Lyrics translation
It was years of fences and wisteria
Of life in orsay, of crazy weather
Your sad brow of thinking life
I used to throw early mornings through my eyes.…
And there was the embankment with all the sky
The corner of the trench, the Blue House
Everything went climbing its mystery
By the cliffs of your Southern quarter
Come on, I came back at twelve.
Come on, you're waiting for a boat.
Come on Don't you see that Pepe tonight
Don't you see that old man tonight
You won't miss the appointment
Let's total at last Nothing is true
And you are, brother, awake
Joined to Disciple…
His milonga was already poking death
Your voice silenced the farewell that hurt us;
Of all the things you've got left over
Turned on in the end, life failed
I know you won't come but, though cheesy
The wall will be waiting for you the same
And the three and two of the useless stop
And the brotherly rest of our love