ESTA NOCHE LUNA

This moonlit night

LYRICS by: Hector Marco

MUSIC by: Graciano Gomez-Jose Garcia

TRANSLATION by: Alberto Paz

Last updated on: 10/30/12

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Sing along with ROBERTO RUFINO with CARLOS DI SARLI

CASTELLANO

ENGLISH

Acércate a mí y oirás mi corazón Contento latir como un brujo reloj, La noche es azul, convida a soñar El cielo ha encendido su faro mejor. Si un beso te doy, pecado no ha de ser Culpable es la noche que incita a querer, Me tienta el amor, acércate ya El credo de un sueño, nos redimirá. Corre, corre, barcarola, por un río de ilusión Que en el canto de las olas, surgirá mi confesión… Soy, una estrella en el mar Que hoy detiene su andar Para hundirse en tus ojos, Y en el embrujo De tus labios muy rojos Por llegar a tu alma Mi destino daré… Soy, una estrella en el mar Que hoy se pierde al azar Sin amor ni fortuna Y en los abismos De esta noche de luna Sólo quiero vivir De rodillas a tus pies Para amarte y morir… Acércate a mí y oirás mi corazón Contento latir como un brujo reloj, Mi voz te dirá palabras de miel Que harán en tu pecho, fuego encender. El canto del mar repite en su rumor Qué noche de luna, qué noche de amor, Dichoso de aquel que pueda decir Yo tengo un cariño, qué dulce es vivir. Corre, corre barcarola, que la luna se escondió… Un amor te da la noche y ese amor lo siento yo…

Come near me and you’ll hear my heart beating happy like a sorcerer clock. The night is blue, it invites to dream, The sky has turned on its best guiding light. If I give you a kiss, it won’t be a sin The night is the culprit that incites to love. Love tempts me, come close now, The creed of a dream will redeem us. Run, run little boat, by a river of illusion. That in the song of the waves my confession will emerge. I am a star in the sea That today stops its pace To sink in your eyes. And in the spell Of your lips very red, To reach your soul My destiny I’ll give up. I am a star in the sea That today gets lost at random Without love nor fortune. And in the abysses of this moonlit night, I only want to live, On my of knees at your feet, To love you and to die. Come near me and you’ll hear my heart Beating happy like a sorcerer clock. My voice will tell you words of honey That will cause your chest to light up a fire. The song of the sea repeats in its rumor What a moonlit night, what a night of love. Happy is the one who’s able to say, I have a love, how sweet is to live. Run, run little boat, that the moon hid. The night gives you love and I feel that love

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LA MULATEADA

Bunch of mulattoes (1943)

LYRICS by: Carlos Pesce

MUSIC by: Julio Eduardo Del Puerto

TRANSLATION by: Alberto Paz

Last updated on: 6/28/12

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Mazorqueros were social elements surrounding ruler Don Juan Manuel de Rosas cooperating with the Rosas’s police in maintaining order. Chinesco is a musical instrument consisting of a metal frame from where bells hang, all horned into a wooden handle to make it sound when shaken. Restaurador was the name given to ruler Juan Manuel de Rosas. Locro is a regional meat and vegetable stew. Federal is a partisan of the ruling political party

CASTELLANO

ENGLISH

Están de fiesta, en la calle larga Los mazorqueros de Monserrat, Y entre las luces de las antorchas Bailan los negros de La Piedad. Se enlaza Pancho, rey del candombe Con la mulata más Federal, Y en los cuarteles de la Recova Sueña el mulato sentimental. Baila mulata linda Bajo la luna llena, Que al chi qui chi, del chinesco Canta el negro del tambor. Baila mulata linda De la divisa roja, Que están mirando los ojos De nuestro Restaurador. Ya esta servida la mazamorra Y el chocolate tradicional, Y el favorito plato de locro Que ha preparado un buen Federal. Y al son alegre de tamboriles Los novios van a la Concepción, Y al paso brinda la mulateada Por la más santa Federación.

They’re celebrating on the long street The mazorqueros of Montserrat, And among the lights of torches The La Piedad black folks are dancing . Pancho, king of candombe binds With the most Federal mulatto girl, And in the barracks of the Recova The sentimental mulatto dreams. Dance pretty mulatto girl Under the full moon, With the chi qui chi, of the chinesco Sings the black man with the drum. Dance pretty mulatto girl wearing the red emblem, That they’re looking the eyes From our Restaurador. The porridge is ready And the traditional chocolate, And the favorite dish of locro That has prepared a good Federal. And to the happy son the drums The couple go to the church of the Conception And as they pass the bunch of mulattoes toast To the holiest Federation.

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