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Paladar by Silvio Rodríguez (original lyric)
A Marta Valdés.
Llego al club de los cincuenta
y una mano trae la cuenta.
Llama la atención la suma
desde hoy hasta mi cuna.
Cada fuego, cada empeño,
cada día, cada sueño,
viene con importe al lado,
a pesar de lo pagado.
Me pregunto qué negocio es éste
en que hasta el deseo es un consumo.
¿Qué me haré cuando facture el sol?
Pero vuelvo siempre el rostro al este
y me ordeno un nuevo desayuno
a pesar del costo del amor.
Vengan deudas, inflaciones,
vales, multas, recesiones.
Pruebe a arrancarme el ratero
el sabor de mi bolero.
Sea quien sea el gerente,
me lo cobre diligente
(ya sabrá esa mano cruenta
cuando le pase mi cuenta).
Me pregunto qué negocio es éste
en que hasta el deseo es un consumo.
¿Qué me haré cuando facture el sol?
Pero vuelvo siempre el rostro al este
y me ordeno un nuevo desayuno
a pesar del costo del amor.
Paladar by Silvio Rodríguez (english translation)
To Marta Valdés.
I get to the club of the fifties
and a hand brings the bill.
The sum is striking
from today to my crib.
Every fire, every effort,
every day, every dream,
comes with amount to the side,
despite what was paid.
I wonder what business this is
in which even desire is a consumption.
What will I do when I check in the sun?
But I always turn my face to the east
and ordered me a new breakfast
despite the cost of love.
Come debts, inflation,
vouchers, fines, recessions.
Try to pluck me the thief
the taste of my bolero.
Whoever the manager is,
I paid it diligently
(already know that bloody hand
when I pass my account).
I wonder what business this is
in which even desire is a consumption.
What will I do when I check in the sun?
But I always turn my face to the east
and ordered me a new breakfast
despite the cost of love.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)
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