Carta a un Artista Lyrics – Alberto Cortez
Singer: Alberto Cortez
Title: Carta a un Artista
Yo te saludo hermano, desde algún escenario
Que tu andariega planta habrá pisado ya
Un sincero recuerdo, en un sincero abrazo
Unos minutos antes de salir a cantar
Yo te debo bastante y sé bien qué te debo;
Quisiera devolverte siquiera la mitad
Somos tan diferentes y, sin embargo, puedo
Decir que somos trigo, que amasa el mismo pan
Como el hombre salimos al negro y al silencio
De una sala repleta quе nos viene a besar;
Tеrritorio plagado de intrigas y misterios
Que, como los que sufren, debemos conquistar
Y Brel que se nos sube al estribo del alma
Ese Brel que nos llama, ese Brel que es verdad;
Qué ganas tengo, hermano, de ponerme su rabia
De subirme a su barco y con él navegar
Pero hay rosas que nunca terminan de cortarse
Y aunque mucho lo intentes, no las puedes lograr;
Porque tienen espinas y temes lastimarte
Y entonces “son más bellas prendidas al rosal”
Tú bien sabes, amigo, que no soy un conforme
Pero es largo el camino y acabo de empezar
Estoy regando el árbol y he de esperar que brote
Para que pueda una día su sombra derramar
Y bien, querido Antonio, llegamos a la coda
Y aún quedan más compases que quisieran sonar
Pero somos de tiempo y él impone su norma
Y ha llegado la hora de salir a cantar
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Carta a un Artista – English Translation
I greet you brother, from some scenario
That your walk plant will have stepped on
A sincere memory, in a sincere hug
A few minutes before going out to sing
I owe you enough and I know well what I owe you;
I would like to return half half
We are so different and, however, I can
Say that we are wheat, that kneads the same bread
As man we went to black and silence
From a room full of us, it comes to kiss us;
TERRITORY PLACE OF INTTRIGUATES AND MYSTERIES
That, as those who suffer, we must conquer
And BREL that gets up to the stirrup of the soul
That BREL that calls us, that BREL that is true;
What do I feel, brother, to put his anger?
To get on the ship of him and with him sail
But there are roses that never end up cut
And although much attempts, you can not achieve them;
Because they have thorns and temes hurt you
And then “they are more beautiful on Rosal”
You know, friend, that I am not a conform
But it is long the way and I just started
I’m watering the tree and I have to expect it outbreak
So that I can one day the shadow of him spill
And well, dear Antonio, we arrived at La Coda
And there are still more compasses that they would like to sound
But we are of time and he imposes his norm
And the time has come to go out
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Lyrics Alberto Cortez – Carta a un Artista
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