absurdo_adrianaVarela

I'm trying to find translation of an argentinian song called ABSURDO by ADRIANA VARELA in greek or english if possible. Unfortunatelly, the only thing I have is the song in MP3 so if there is someone who would like to help me I can send the song by mail.

Original:

ayer, estaba recordando
tu casa, mi casa
portal donde la luna se aburrió esperando
cedrón por donde el tiempo se perfuma y pasa
y al ver que nos pusimos viejos
y estamos más sólos
siento un vals en tu piano llorar
y me pongo a pensar, si no llora de amor
era la era primera
que apaga la ojera
y enciende el rubor
y una noche te acuerdas
un beso debajo del cerezo
sellaba nuestro amor
pudo el amor ser un nudo más
dudo que pudo luchando vencer
una casa era pobre otra rica
fácilmente se explica que no pudo ser
así por el recuerdo lloro
tu casa, mi casa
tu amor que estaba rechinito en mi estuche de oro
mi amor que al fin de darse se quedó sin brasas
y al ver que nos pusimos viejos
y todo fue en vano
siento un vals en tu piano llorar
y me pongo a pensar si no llora de amor
era la era primera que apaga la ojera
y enciende el rubor
y una noche te acuerdas un beso
debajo del cerezo se llama nuestro amor
pudo el amor ser un nudo
mas dudo que pudo luchando vencer
una casa era pobre otra rica
fácilmente se explica que no pudo ser
una casa era pobre y otra rica
y no pudo ser



Translation:

Yesterday, I was remembering
your place, my place
gate where the moon waited till it got bored
lemon verbena through which time perfumes itself and passes by
and, seeing that we had become old
and (seeing) that we are lonelier
I feel a waltz crying from your piano
and I get to think, if maybe it's crying of love

It was the first age
the one that turns off the eyebags
and turns on the blushing
and do you remember? one night
a kiss under the cherry tree
sealed our love
the love could be just another knot
I doubt it could have win after struggling
one place was poor, the other rich
that explains that It just could not be

I cry by the memories
(of) your place, my place
your love with its little eyes happily half closed like a chinese, in my golden wallet
my love that after giving itself away lost its embers
and, seeing that we had become old
and (seeing) that it all was in vain
I feel a waltz crying from your piano
and I get to think, if maybe it's crying of love
It was the first age
the one that turns off the eyebags
and turns on the flush
and do you remember? one night
a kiss under the cherry tree
sealed our love
the love could be just another knot
I doubt it could have won after struggling
one place was poor, the other rich
that explains that It just could not be



Hi. Well I'm not argentinian but "rechinito" I think it has to be related with "achinado" and "rechino de risa". I'm not 100% sure though, cause I'm not argentinian and I'm not used to this kind of lyrics either.