Early life
Born in Buenos Aires, del Carril was the son of parents of a rich economic position, his mother Orsolina Bertani was born in Argentina but his father, Hugo Fontana was an Italian architect, born in Milan. But in spite of the comforts and the comfortable life they led, his parents separated and young Hugo was left in the charge of a family friend.
Career
Del Carril originally began as a popular personality on Argentine radio, and parlayed that into a film career that began in late 1936. He was an immediate hit, and developed into one of Argentina's major film stars. He made some 50 film appearances as an actor between then and his retirement in 1976 but he turned to directing in 1949 and simultaneously directed, acted and produced many of his films becoming one of the industries highest earners of the period. In 1952 he directed the widely acclaimed Argentine film, Las Aguas Bajan Turbias known as the ("River of Blood") in English. He also composed the "Peronist March" (Marcha Peronista), which served as the anthem of the Peronist movement.
Mano a Mano
Hugo Del Carril Lyrics
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Hoy te evoco y veo que has sido
En mi pobre vida paria
Solo una buena mujer
Tu presencia de bacana
Puso calor en mi nido
Fuiste buena, consecuente,
Y yo sé que me has querido
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 rie y canta
Los morlacos del otario
Los tiras a la marchanta
Como juega el gato maula
Con el misero ratón
Hoy tenes el mate lleno
De infelices ilusiones
Te engrupieron los otarios,
Las amigas, el gavión
La milonga entre magnates
Con sus locas tentaciones
Donde triunfan y claudican
Milongueras pretensiones
Se te ha entrado muy adentro
En el pobre corazón
Nada debo agradecerte,
Mano a mano hemos quedado
No me importa lo que has hecho,
Lo que haces, ni lo que harás
Los favores recibidos creo habértelos pagado
Y si alguna deuda chica
Sin querer se me ha olvidado
En la cuenta del otario que tenés
Se la cargas
Mientras tanto que tus triunfos,
Pobres triunfos pasajeros
Sean una larga fila de riquezas y placer
Que el bacan que te acamala
Tenga pesos duraderos
Y te abrace en las paradas
Con compadres milonqueros
Y que digan los muchachos es una buena mujer
Y mañana cuando seas
Descolado mueble viejo
Y no tengas esperanzas
En el pobre corazón
Si precisas una ayuda,
Si te hace falta un consejo
Acordate de este amigo
Que ha de jugarse el pellejo
P'ayudarte en lo que pueda,
Cuando llegue la ocasión
"Mano a Mano" is a melancholic tango that tells a story of a poor couple struggling to make ends meet. The first stanza talks about the female protagonist, who was the only good woman in the male narrator's poor life. He remembers her presence, which warmed his humble abode. She was always loyal, and he knows that she loved him more than anyone else. The male narrator acknowledges that she will never be able to love anyone in the same way as she loved him. The second stanza speaks about the female protagonist's changed circumstances and circumstances of life. The once poor girl has grown into a classy and successful woman who is no longer prey to poverty. She now gambles the money of wealthy men, as if playing with a mouse. She has lost herself in the world of power and money and is no longer the same person that the male narrator knew.
The third stanza mentions how the female protagonist has been deluded by false illusions of love, friendship, and wealth. She has fallen deeply into the trap of wealthy elites and their false promises of wealth and privilege. The singer doesn't seem to have a sense of gratitude towards her, because he believes they are on equal terms; they've got nothing to attribute to each other. He has returned her all the "favors" that she's done him through the debt of the wealthy elites who prey on her. In the last stanza, the male narrator decides to remain friends with the female protagonist, knowing that she will need him at some point in her life when she is forgotten and dejected. He promises to help her whenever she needs it.
Line by Line Meaning
Rechiflao en mi tristeza
Lost and lonely in the depths of my sadness
Hoy te evoco y veo que has sido
Today I reminisce and see what you once were
En mi pobre vida paria
In my miserable and impoverished life
Solo una buena mujer
There was only one good woman
Tu presencia de bacana
Your confident presence
Puso calor en mi nido
Filled warmth in my life
Fuiste buena, consecuente,
You were kind, reliable,
Y yo sé que me has querido
I knew that you loved me
Como no quisiste a nadie,
Like you never loved anyone else
Como no podrás querer
Like you never will love again
Se dio el juego de remanye,
The game of fate played out
Cuando vos, pobre percanta
When you once were poor and alone
Gambeteabas la pobreza
You dodged poverty's blows and lived with less
En la casa de pensión
In a boarding house
Hoy sos toda una bacana,
Today you are confident,
La vida te rie y canta
Life sings and laughs for you
Los morlacos del otario
You easily relieve foolish men of their money
Los tiras a la marchanta
And sell them to the highest bidder
Como juega el gato maula
Just like a cat plays with a mouse
Con el misero ratón
You play with poor unsuspecting men
Hoy tenes el mate lleno
Today your mate is full of happiness
De infelices ilusiones
But they are empty and fleeting
Te engrupieron los otarios,
Foolish men have fooled you
Las amigas, el gavión
So-called friends have swayed you
La milonga entre magnates
The party of the rich
Con sus locas tentaciones
And their wild temptations
Donde triunfan y claudican
Where dreams are made and shattered
Milongueras pretensiones
And false illusions prevail
Se te ha entrado muy adentro
The deception runs deep in your poor heart
En el pobre corazón
That has known so much struggle
Nada debo agradecerte,
I don't owe you anything
Mano a mano hemos quedado
We are now even
No me importa lo que has hecho,
I don't care what you've done
Lo que haces, ni lo que harás
Or what you will do
Los favores recibidos creo habértelos pagado
I believe I've repaid the favors you once gave me
Y si alguna deuda chica
And if there is some small debt
Sin querer se me ha olvidado
That I may have forgotten
En la cuenta del otario que tenés
Add it to the bill of the foolish men you exploit
Se la cargas
Make them pay for it
Mientras tanto que tus triunfos,
Meanwhile, as you succeed
Pobres triunfos pasajeros
In your fleeting victories
Sean una larga fila de riquezas y placer
May you have a long line of riches and pleasure
Que el bacan que te acamala
May the man that charms you now
Tenga pesos duraderos
Have wealth that endures
Y te abrace en las paradas
And holds you tight
Con compadres milonqueros
With his fellow milonga-loving guys
Y que digan los muchachos es una buena mujer
And let everyone say she's a good woman
Y mañana cuando seas
And tomorrow when you're
Descolado mueble viejo
An old, faded furniture piece
Y no tengas esperanzas
With no hope left
En el pobre corazón
With your struggling heart
Si precisas una ayuda,
If you need some help
Si te hace falta un consejo
If you need a word of advice
Acordate de este amigo
Remember this friend
Que ha de jugarse el pellejo
Who will risk everything
P'ayudarte en lo que pueda,
To help you in any way I can
Cuando llegue la ocasión
When you need me most
Writer(s): Gardel Carlos, Flores Celedonio Esteban, Razzano Jose
Contributed by Gabriel O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Amado del Campo
Un gran artista y para mi su mejor cualidad, Un hombre valiente y coherente con su pensamiento, jamás se vendió. Bravo 👏 👏 👏 👏 👏
JORGE BENITEZ R.
..excelencia musical, talento exquisito...
Gekoidex
¡¡Grande, Don Hugo!!
Elida Emilce
GRANDE HUGO, NADIE COMO VOS.....FUISTE, SOS Y SERAS EL MEJOR EL UNICO !!!!
lo que me intriga en este video es porqué han incluido fotos de I.Corsini ?
diogenes321ful
AMBOS SON MUY BUENOS ..... PERO, EN DISTINTAS DECADAS...
Turismo
¿Quién canta mejor, Julio Sosa o Hugo del Carril?
alejandro ojeda
Hugo del carril......
silvia mendieta
sin dudas hugo
YOSUS BORNEL EL POLEMISTA
! Hugo ! Y el mejor Carlitos...
joe1849
Gardel