Julio Iglesias "Mano a mano" lyrics

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Mano a mano

Rechiflao en mi tristeza, hoy te evoco y veo que has sidoEn mi pobre vida paria sólo una buena mujer;Tu presencia de bacana puso calor en mi nido,Fuiste buena, consecuente, y yo sé que me has queridoComo no quisiste a nadie, como no podrás querer.

Se dio el juego de remanye cuando vos, pobre percanta,Gambeteabas la pobreza en la casa de pensión;Hoy sos toda una bacana, la vida te ríe y canta,Los morlacos del otario los tirás a la marchantaComo juega el gato maula con el mísero ratón.

Hoy tenés el mate lleno de infelices ilusiones:Te engrupieron los otarios, las amigas, el gavión,La milonga entre magnates con sus locas tentacionesDonde triunfan y claudican milongueras pretensionesSe te ha entrado muy adentro en el pobre corazón.

Nada debo agradecerte, mano a mano hemos quedadoNo me importa lo que has hecho, lo que hacés ni lo que harás;Los favores recibidos creo habértelos pagadoY si alguna deuda chica sin querer se me ha olvidadoEn la cuenta del otario que tenés se la cargás.

Mientras tanto, que tus triunfos, pobres triunfos pasajeros,Sean una larga fila de riquezas y placer;Que el bacán que te acamala tenga pesos duraderos,Que te abrás en las paradas con cafishios milongueros,Y que digan los muchachos: "Es una buena mujer".

Y mañana, cuando seas descolocado mueble viejoY no tengas esperanzas en el pobre corazón,Si precisás una ayuda, si te hace falta un consejo,Acordate de este amigo que ha de jugarse el pellejoP'ayudarte en lo que pueda cuando llegue la ocasión.

We're even

Supercrazy in my sadness, I bring you to mind today and see that you are goneIn my poor life was born only one good woman;Your elegant presence put warmth in my home,You were good, consistent, and I know that you have loved meLike you've never loved anyone, like you aren't able to love

We played a game of perception1 when you, poor girlDodged poverty in the rooming houseToday you are all a lady, life laughs and sings to youThe cash from the gullible you toss at the merchantLike the tricky cat plays with the miserable mouse

Today your head is filled with unhappy illusionsyou were fooled by the fools, your girlfriends, the gigolo;The milonga dancer among tycoons, with their crazy temptationswhere pretentious milonga dancers suceed and fail,It has entered deep inside your poor heart.

I don't owe you gratitude, we are even nowI don't care what you've done, what you do nor what you will doI believe the favors I received have been paidAnd if there is some small debt I may have forgottenYou can charge it to the account of the fools you have

In the meantime, may your triumphs, poor passing triumphs,Be one long line of riches and pleasure;May the rich gentleman who supports you have everlasting cashYou can make your own way at the stops with the pimping milonguerosAnd the guys can say, "She is a good woman."

And tomorrow when you become a replaced piece of furnitureAnd you have no hopes in your poor heart,If you need some help, If you need some advice,Remember this friend who will risk his skinTo help you in what he can when the time comes

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