Carlos Gardel Miscellaneous My Sad Night I wanted, that you were my joy
And my burning dream,
For me there is no longer any consolation and that's why it makes me sad,
To forget about your love.
When I go to my parrot and I see it untidy,
Everything sad, abandoned, it makes me want to cry,
And I spend a long time looking at your portrait
So that I can console myself.
At night when I go to bed, I can't close the door,
Because leaving it open I get the hope that you will come back
I always bring biscuits to have with mates
Like when you were there.
And if you saw la catrera how cabrera gets
When she doesn't see us both
There are no longer those pretty little bottles in the bulín
Adorned with bows all of the same color,
And the mirror is fogged up if it seems like he has cried
For the absence of your love.
The guitar in the closet is still hanging,
No one in it sings anything or makes its strings vibrate ,
And the lamp in the room has also felt your absence,
Because its light has not wanted to
Lighten my sad night.

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