The night is bitter,
The stars have lost their glitter;
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you're older -
And all because of the man that got away.
No more his eager call,
The writing's on the wall;
The dreams you dreamed have all
Gone astray.
The man that won you
Has gone off and undone you.
That great beginning
Has seen the final inning.
Don't know what happened. It's all a crazy game!
No more that all-time thrill,
For you've been through the mill -
And never a new love will
Be the same.
Good riddance, good-bye!
Ev'ry trick of his you're on to.
But, fools will be fools -
And where's he gone to?
The road gets rougher,
It's lonelier and tougher.
With hope you burn up -
Tomorrow he may turn up.
There's just no letup the live-long night and day!
Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman looking for
The man that got away....
The man that got away.
The stars have lost their glitter;
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you're older -
And all because of the man that got away.
No more his eager call,
The writing's on the wall;
The dreams you dreamed have all
Gone astray.
The man that won you
Has gone off and undone you.
That great beginning
Has seen the final inning.
Don't know what happened. It's all a crazy game!
No more that all-time thrill,
For you've been through the mill -
And never a new love will
Be the same.
Good riddance, good-bye!
Ev'ry trick of his you're on to.
But, fools will be fools -
And where's he gone to?
The road gets rougher,
It's lonelier and tougher.
With hope you burn up -
Tomorrow he may turn up.
There's just no letup the live-long night and day!
Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman looking for
The man that got away....
The man that got away.
4 comentarios:
traduccion???
Me sumo a la peticion.
No soy partidario de las traducciones porque en estas se pierde la esencia de la letra y, básicamente, la musicalidad de las palabras y la intención en el argot.
Pero, a pedido del público jaja, esta sería una versión medianamente fidedigna de la letra.
La noche es amarga,
Las estrellas han perdido su brillo,
El viento desciende frío
y, de pronto, tu estas vieja
Y todo porque el hombre se marchó.
Nunca más sus llamadas ansiosas,
Los escritos en la pared;
Los sueños que soñaste
se extraviaron.
El hombre que te conquistó
se ha ido y te deshizo.
El gran comienzo
ha sido la entrada final.
No sabes qué sucedió ¡Es sólo un juego loco!
No más de aquéllos tiempos emocionantes,
por tu paso a través del molino,
Y nunca un nuevo amor
será lo mismo.
¡Ya era hora! ¡Adiós!
De cada truco de los suyos tu estás alerta,
Pero los tontos serán tontos -
¿Y adónde se ha ido?
El camino es áspero
Es solitario y más duro,
Con esperanza tu te consumes-
Mañana él podría presentarse
¡Simplemente no hay tregua ni de noche ni de día!
Desde que este mundo comenzó
No hay nada más triste que
Una mujer de un solo hombre en busca de
El hombre que se marchó.
Muy grande...
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