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Garras

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Song

Garras (Claws) is the title of a tango written by José María Contursi in 1945. The music was composed by Aníbal Troilo.

Music
Genre:

Tango

Composer(s):

Aníbal Troilo

Year of composition:

1945

Lyrics

Lyrics writer(s):

José María Contursi


Recordings

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Lyrics

Spanish: Garras

Callejón sin luz esperándote...
Frío... Sombras...
Ansias de vivir para tu amor y no poder...
Siento que la vida se me va... y no me lloras.
Busco desolado tu calor... y aquí no estás.
Agonía cruel... Luego soledad...
Y después tu olvido. ¡Nada más!

No pude más y en mi afán por llegar
era un duende errabundo
y me perdí sin poderte encontrar
por las calles del mundo...
Y me he quedado
como un pájaro sin nido, como un niño abandonado,
con mis penas que se agarran como garras
y desgarran a mi corazón.

Callejón sin luz... Noche sin final...
Sombras... Frío...
Gracias por venir con tu perdón y tu bondad...
Ya mi pobre vida terminó... y estoy vacío,
muerto para el mundo y para vos, mi corazón.
Agonía cruel... Luego soledad...
Este llanto tuyo y nada más…

English: Claws

Alley without light, waiting for you...
Cold... Shadows...
Longing to live for your love and not being able to...
I feel life escapes from me...
I seek, devastated, your warmth... and you're not here.
Cruel agony... Then loneliness...
And afterwards your oblivion. Nothing more!

I couldn’t go on and in my urge to arrive
I became a wandering spirit,
and I got lost without being able to find you
along the streets of the world.
And I was left
like a bird without a nest, like an abandoned child
with my sorrows that clench like claws
and tear my heart apart.

Alley without light... Night without end...
Shadows... Cold...
Thank you for coming with your forgiveness and your kindness...
Already is my poor life over... and I’m empty,
dead to the world and to you, my heart.
Cruel agony... Then loneliness...
This weeping of yours and nothing more…

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