MALEVAJE

Hoodlums

LYRICS by: Enrique Santos Discepolo

MUSIC by: Juan de Dios Filiberto

TRANSLATION by: Alberto Paz

Last updated on: 1/11/12

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Sing along with TANIA with ORQUESTA ARMANDO LACAVA

Discepolo explores the changes that the love for a woman produce in a tough macho man. Somehow falling in love is equated with weakness and fear of what others will think about his manhood and courage, now he even thinks about going to church, kneeling down to pray.

CASTELLANO

ENGLISH

¡Decí, por Dios, qué me has dao! Que estoy tan cambiao, No sé más quién soy… El malevaje extrañao Me mira sin comprender, Me ve perdiendo el cartel De guapo que ayer Brillaba en la acción… No ves, que estoy embretao, Vencido y maneao En tu corazón. Te vi pasar tangueando altanera, Con un compás tan hondo y sensual, Que no fue más que verte y perder La fe, el coraje, el ansia ´e guapear… No me has dejao ni el pucho en la oreja De aquel pasao, malevo y feroz, Ya no me falta pa´ completar Más que ir a misa e hincarme a rezar. Ayer, de miedo a matar En vez de pelear Me puse a correr. Me vi a la sombra o finao, Pensé en no verte y temblé. Si yo, que nunca aflojé De noche angustiao Me encierro a llorar. Decí, por Dios ¡Qué me has dao! Que estoy tan cambiao No sé más quién soy…

Tell me, for God, what you have given me! that I’ve changed so much, I don’t know who I am anymore… The hoodlums, surprised look at me blankly, They see me losing the fame of  tough guy who yesterday stood up in the action… Don’t you see, I’m suffocated, defeated and hobbled, in your heart. I saw you pass tangoing haughty, with a compass so deep and sensual, That was just to see you and loose faith, courage, the desire to swagger… You didn’t even let the butt on the ear From that past, outlaw and fierce, I do not need to be complete but going to church and kneel to pray. Yesterday, for fear of killing instead of fighting I started running. I saw me in jail or dead, I thought of not seeing you and trembled. If I, who never let up At night anguished I lock myself to cry. Tell, for God, What you have given me! that I’ve changed so much, I don’t know who I am anymore…

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