No Other
Music by Raúl Fernández Siro
Lyrics by Homero Manzi
This door opened for you to go through,
this piano trembled at your song.
This table, this mirror, and these paintings
contain echoes of the echo of your voice.
It’s so sad to live among memories…
it’s so tiring to hear that rumor
of the subtle rain that time weeps down
over the thing my heart wanted most.
No other woman will be your equal, no other,
no other with your skin or with your voice.
Your skin, a magnolia watered by the moon.
Your voice, a whisper warmed by love.
There will be no other woman like you, they all died
the moment you said goodbye.
When I want to distance myself from the past,
It’s useless…so says my heart.
This piano, this table, and these paintings
Contain echoes of the echo of your voice.
In a blue album are the verses
that your absence has covered in loneliness.
It’s the sad ashes of memory
Nothing more than ashes, nothing more…
Orquesta Ángel D’Agostino, singer Ángel Vargas (1942)
Orquesta Ricardo Malerba, singer Orlando Medina (1942)
Alberto Castillo y su Orquesta Típica dir. por Ángel Condercuri y César Zagnoli (1948)
Orquesta Osvaldo Fresedo, singer Héctor Pacheco (1952)
Orquesta Aníbal Troilo, singer Roberto Rufino (1963)
(Spanish original after the jump)
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