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| − | |Profile=''' | + | |Profile='''Magdala''' is the title of a tango written by [[Francisco Gorrindo]] in 1944. The music was composed by [[Rodolfo Biagi]]. On the last night of a miserable life, the poet sings affectionately to his Magdala, the woman who stood beside him despite all his failures, and expresses the wish that his death will finally let her free to pursue a happier life. |
| − | |Composer1= | + | |Composer1=Rodolfo Biagi |
| − | |Writer1= | + | |Writer1=Francisco Gorrindo |
| − | |Year of composition= | + | |Year of composition=1944 |
|Genre=Tango | |Genre=Tango | ||
| − | |Tangoinfo=https://tango.info/ | + | |Tangoinfo=https://tango.info/T0370221149 |
| − | |Todotango=http://www.todotango.com/musica/tema/ | + | |Todotango=http://www.todotango.com/musica/tema/947/Magdala/ |
| − | |Lyrics= | + | |Lyrics=Santa, más que santa, |
| − | + | Magdalena humilde, | |
| − | + | en este "via crucis" | |
| − | + | al que te llevé | |
| − | + | tú has sido testigo | |
| − | + | de todo el fracaso | |
| − | + | y has visto en silencio | |
| − | + | quebrarse mi fe. | |
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| − | + | Quise darte todo | |
| − | + | lo que merecías, | |
| − | + | y tan sólo migas, | |
| − | + | te pude ofrecer. | |
| − | + | Por eso esta noche, | |
| − | + | que renuncio a todo, | |
| − | + | Magdala, perdona | |
| − | + | la última hiel. | |
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| − | + | Mis manos vacías | |
| − | + | sólo apresan sombras, | |
| − | + | mis ojos en sombras, | |
| − | + | sólo sombras ven. | |
| − | + | Y en esta locura | |
| − | + | de sombras y muerte, | |
| − | + | sellada mi suerte, | |
| − | + | espero tu bien. | |
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| − | + | Que esta noche sea, | |
| − | + | para tu martirio, | |
| − | + | la última noche, | |
| − | + | el punto final, | |
| − | + | y firme mi pulso | |
| − | + | le deje a tus alas, | |
| − | + | abiertas las puertas | |
| − | + | de la libertad. | |
| − | + | |LyricsENTitle=Magdala | |
| − | + | |LyricsEN=Holy, more than saint, | |
| − | + | humble Magdalene, | |
| − | + | in this Via Crucis | |
| − | and | + | along which I’ve taken you, |
| − | + | you have been witness | |
| + | to all my failure | ||
| + | and watched quietly | ||
| + | my faith break down. | ||
| − | + | I wanted to give you everything, | |
| − | + | what you deserved, | |
| + | but could offer | ||
| + | nothing but crumbs. | ||
| + | And so tonight | ||
| + | that I give everything up, | ||
| + | Magdala, forgive | ||
| + | this last bitterness. | ||
| − | + | My empty hands | |
| − | + | don’t seize but shadows; | |
| − | + | my eyes among shadows | |
| − | + | see only shadows. | |
| − | + | And in this madness | |
| − | + | of shadows and death, | |
| − | + | my fate is sealed | |
| − | + | and wish you well. | |
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| − | of | + | Let tonight be, |
| + | much to your torment, | ||
| + | the last night, | ||
| + | the end point, | ||
| + | and may my pulse, still, | ||
| + | leave the doors | ||
| + | of freedom open | ||
| + | to your wings. | ||
|LyricsENSource=Roberta Maegli (for TangoTunes) | |LyricsENSource=Roberta Maegli (for TangoTunes) | ||
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Revision as of 20:13, 28 May 2019
Magdala is the title of a tango written by Francisco Gorrindo in 1944. The music was composed by Rodolfo Biagi. On the last night of a miserable life, the poet sings affectionately to his Magdala, the woman who stood beside him despite all his failures, and expresses the wish that his death will finally let her free to pursue a happier life.
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Lyrics
Santa, más que santa,
Magdalena humilde,
en este "via crucis"
al que te llevé
tú has sido testigo
de todo el fracaso
y has visto en silencio
quebrarse mi fe.
Quise darte todo
lo que merecías,
y tan sólo migas,
te pude ofrecer.
Por eso esta noche,
que renuncio a todo,
Magdala, perdona
la última hiel.
Mis manos vacías
sólo apresan sombras,
mis ojos en sombras,
sólo sombras ven.
Y en esta locura
de sombras y muerte,
sellada mi suerte,
espero tu bien.
Que esta noche sea,
para tu martirio,
la última noche,
el punto final,
y firme mi pulso
le deje a tus alas,
abiertas las puertas
de la libertad.
Holy, more than saint,
humble Magdalene,
in this Via Crucis
along which I’ve taken you,
you have been witness
to all my failure
and watched quietly
my faith break down.
I wanted to give you everything,
what you deserved,
but could offer
nothing but crumbs.
And so tonight
that I give everything up,
Magdala, forgive
this last bitterness.
My empty hands
don’t seize but shadows;
my eyes among shadows
see only shadows.
And in this madness
of shadows and death,
my fate is sealed
and wish you well.
Let tonight be,
much to your torment,
the last night,
the end point,
and may my pulse, still,
leave the doors
of freedom open
to your wings.