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Today's Traditional Music - Sur (South) Instrumental - Homero Manzi - Aníbal Troilo






Lyrics to the vocal version:

(Edmundo Rivero sings a beautiful version here - though the video quality is not great: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9tcMoylkac .)

San Juan y Boedo antigua y todo el cielo,Pompeya y, mas alla, la inundacion, tu melena de novia en el recuerdo, y tu nombre flotando en el adios... La esquina del herrero barro y pampa, tu casa, tu vereda y el zanjon y un perfume de yuyos y de alfalfa que me llena de nuevo el corazon.Sur... paredon y despues... Sur... una luz de almacen... Ya nunca me veras como me vieras,recostado en la vidrieray esperandote, ya nunca alumbrare con las estrellasnuestra marcha sin querellaspor las noches de Pompeya. Las calles y las lunas suburbanasy mi amor en tu ventanatodo ha muerto, ya lo se.San Juan y Boedo antigua, cielo perdido,Pompeya y, al llegar al terraplen, tus veinte años temblando de cariñobajo el beso que entonces te robe. Nostalgia de las cosas que han pasado, arena que la vida se llevo, pesadumbte del barrio que ha cambiadoy amargura del sueño que murio.

English Translation (by Alberto Paz)

Ancient San Juan and Boedo streetcorner, the whole sky Pompeya and farther down, the floodsYour loose hair of a bride in my memory and your name floating in the farewell The blacksmith’s corner, mud and pampa,our house, your sidewalk, and the ditchand a scent of weeds and alfalfa that fills the heart all over again.South, a large wall and then...South, a light from a general store...You’ll never see me again, like you saw me,reclined on the glass windowand waiting for you.I’ll never illuminate with the starsour walk without quarrelson the evenings of Pompeya...The streets and the suburban moons, and my love on your window,all is dead, I know it...Ancient San Juan and Boedo, lost sky,Pompeya and reaching the embankment,your twenties trembling with affectionwith a kiss I then stole from you. Nostalgias of things that have past, sand that life swept away, sorrow for the barrio that have changed,and bitterness for a dream that died.

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