Gólgota (Calvary)
Music: Rodolfo Biagi
Lyrics: Francisco Gorrindo
Translation: Felipe & Ayano
Recorded by Rodolfo Biagi with Teofilo Ibáñez in 1938
Music: Rodolfo Biagi
Lyrics: Francisco Gorrindo
Translation: Felipe & Ayano
Recorded by Rodolfo Biagi with Teofilo Ibáñez in 1938
Yo fui capaz de darme entero y es por eso
que me encuentro hecho pedazos,
y me encuentro abandonao.
Porque me di,
sin ver a quién me daba,
y hoy tengo como premio
que estar arrodillao.
Arrodillao frente al altar de la mentira,
frente a tantas alcancías,
que se llaman corazón;
y comulgar en tanta hipocresía,
por el pan diario,
por un rincón.
Arrodillao, hay que vivir,
pa' merecer algún favor;
que si de pie te ponés,
para gritar
tanta ruina y maldad.
Crucificao, te vas a ver,
por la moral de los demás;
en este Gólgota cruel,
donde el más vil,
ése, la va de Juez.
No me han dejao
más que el consuelo de mis noches,
de mis noches de bohemia,
mezclar sueños con alcohol.
Ni quiero más, me basta estando solo,
teniendo por amigo
un vaso de licor.
Que por lo menos con monedas he comprado,
a quién no podrá venderme,
quién me prestará valor
para cumplir en este circo diario,
con las piruetas de tanto clown.
I was capable of giving my all, and that is why
I find myself shattered,
abandoned.
Because I gave of myself
without looking at who was receiving it,
and today my only reward is
to be left kneeling.
Kneeling before the altar of lies,
before so many piggy banks
that call themselves "hearts";
forced to partake in such hypocrisy
just for daily bread,
just for a place to stay.
One must live on one's knees
to earn a single favor
for if you dare to stand tall
and cry out
against such ruin and wickedness...
...you will find yourself crucified
by the morality of others,
here on this cruel Golgotha,
where the vilest among them
plays the Judge.
I am left
with nothing but the solace of my nights—
my bohemian nights spent
mixing dreams with alcohol.
I want nothing more; I am content to be alone,
with a glass of liquor
as my only friend.
A friend I bought with coins—
one who cannot sell me out,
who lends me the courage
to play my part in this daily circus,
amidst the antics of so many clowns.
Tag: Christianity