Carlos Gardel — Mi Noche Triste song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Mi Noche Triste" by Carlos Gardel.
Lyrics
Percanta que me amuraste en lo mejor de mi vida,
Dejandome el alma herida y espina en el corazn,
Sabiendo que te queria, que vos eras mi alegria
Y mi sueo abrasador,
Para mi ya no hay consuelo y por eso me encurdelo,
Pa olvidarme de tu amor.
Cuando voy a mi cotorro y lo veo desareglado,
Todo triste, abandonado, me dan ganas de llorar,
Y me paso largo rato campaneando tu retrato
Pa poderme consolar.
De noche cuando me acuesto, no puedo cerrar la puerta,
Porque dejandola abierta me hago ilusion que volvs
Siempre traigo bizcochitos pa tomar con matecitos
Como cuando estabas vos.
Y si vieras la catrera cmo se pone cabrera
Cuando no nos ve a los dos
Ya no hay en el buln aquellos lindos frasquitos
Adornados con moitos todos de un mismo color,
Y el espejo est empaado si parece que ha llorado
Por la ausencia de tu amor.
La guitarra en el ropero todavia esta colgada,
Nadie en ella canta nada ni hace sus cuerdas vibrar,
Y la lmpara del cuarto tambin tu ausencia ha sentido,
Por que su luz no ha querido
Mi noche triste alumbrar.
Lyrics translation
You know, you made me the best of my life.,
Leaving my soul hurt and thorn in my heart,
Knowing that I loved you, that you were my joy
And my burning dream,
For me there is no more comfort and that's why I'm curled,
To forget about your love.
When I go to my cotorro and I see him disheveled,
All sad, abandoned, make me want to cry,
And I spend a long time ringing your portrait
To comfort me.
At night when I go to bed, I can't close the door,
Because leaving it open I have the illusion that volvs
I always bring cupcakes to take with matecitos
Like when you were there.
And if you saw the catrera cmo gets cabrera
When he doesn't see us both
There are no more in the buln those cute little jars
Decorated with moitos all of the same color,
And the mirror is soaked if you look like you've cried
For the absence of your love.
The guitar in the closet is still hanging,
No one in her sings anything or makes her strings vibrate,
And the lamp in the room also your absence has felt,
Because his light has not willed
My sad night light up.