Canción al arbol del olvido
A. Ginastera
En mis pagos hay un arbol
In my land there is a tree,
Que del olvido se llama,
And it's called the tree of forgetfulness,
Al que van a despenarse,
To him they go to free themselves from
Vidalitay, Vidalitay,
pain, my little life,
Los moribundos del alma.
Those whose souls are dying.
Para no pensar en vos
So I wouldn't think of you,
Bajo el arbol del olvido
Underneath the forgetfulness tree
Me acosté una nochecita,
I lay down one little night,
Vidalitay, Vidalitay,
my little life,
Y me quedé bien dormido.
And I fell into a deep sleep.
Al despertar de aquel sueño
When I woke from that sleep
Pensaba en vos otra vez,
I thought of you again,
Pues me olvidé de olvidarte,
Because I forgot to forget you,
Vidalitay, Vidalitay,
my little life,
Encuantito me acosté.
As soon as I lay down.
Para no pensar en vos
So I wouldn't think of you,
Bajo el arbol del olvido
Underneath the forgetfulness tree
Me acosté una nochecita,
I lay down one little night,
Vidalitay, Vidalitay,
my little life,
Y me quedé bien dormido.
And I fell into a deep sleep.
Al despertar de aquel sueño
When I woke from that sleep
Pensaba en vos otra vez,
I thought of you again,
Pues me olvidé de olvidarte,
Because I forgot to forget you,
Vidalitay, Vidalitay,
my little life,
Encuantito me acosté.
As soon as I lay down.
Al despertar de aquel sueño
When I woke from that sleep
Pensaba en vos otra vez,
I thought of you again,
Pues me olvidé de olvidarte,
Because I forgot to forget you,
Vidalitay, Vidalitay,
my little life,
Encuantito me acosté.
As soon as I lay down.