Translation of the song Tangoul de demult artist Constantin Florescu
Tangoul de demult
The tango of past times
De câte ori ascult
Any time I listen
tangoul de demult
to the tango of the past
aud cum cheamă-n noapte
I hear how at night it calls,
cu vechile lui şoapte
with its old whispers,
neşterse amintiri …
the everlasting memories...
Prin ani, ca un ecou
Through years, as an echo
parcă-l aud din nou
It seems I hear it again
şi azi mi-aduc aminte
and today I remember
vreo câteva cuvinte
some words
din cel mai vechi tangou.
of that very old tango.
Revăd şi noaptea albastră
I can see that blue night again
când l-am cântat pe sub fereastră
when I sung it beneath your window
şi numai el ştia
and only it knew
povestea mea, povestea noastră.
about my story, our story.
O simplă melodie
A simple melody
făcea din noapte o poezie,
changed the night into poetry,
de-atunci sunt multe primăveri,
since then many springs have gone by
când au trecut, parc-a fost ieri.
but it seems like it was yesterday.
De câte ori ascult
Any time I listen
tangoul de demult,
to the tango of the past
spre visul de-odinioară,
with nostalgia it calls us
cu dor ne cheamă iară
to our dream of other times,
tangoul de demult.
the tango of the past.