Cicatrices

Cicatrices ("scars") is a tango with only a few versions (at least pre ~1955) where all of the four verses are sung, the exception is the version by Carlos Gardel. Other notable versions include:

Juan D'Arienzo sung by Hector Maure

Carlos Di Sarli sung by Santiago Devin

Rodolfo Biagi sung by Andrés Falgás (2nd verse)

and a 1951 version by Héctor Mauré is mentioned in Todotango where the lyrics and score can be found.

José María Otero in his blogspot has a fascinating article that delves into the writing and origins of the song. His blogspot can be viewed in its orginal spanish or with google translate (see also here)

Lyrics (the English translation is work under progress - currently its google translate!

Cicatrices incurables de una herida que me ha causado la vida en su triste batallar. Cicatrices que ya no se cierran nunca porque llevan siempre trunca la esperanza de curar. La quería eternamente pero ella fue perjura y llenó de honda amargura y de pena mi ilusión. Y es por eso que ahora vivo siempre a golpes con la suerte y sólo quiero la muerte para mi angustiado y pobre corazón. En la cara también luzco con orgullo un recuerdo que es muy tuyo y que llevo por mi mal. Un recuerdo que me hicieron en tu nombre cuando yo jugué como hombre con la vida del rival. Cicatrices imborrables de un tormentoso pasado que la suerte me ha brindado y que nunca perderé. Cicatrices de mi vida que, aunque no tienen encanto, yo las quiero tanto y tanto que jamás, jamás ya nunca olvidaré. Writer/s: Enrique Maroni, Adolfo Avilés

Scars incurable from a wound what life has caused me in her sad battle. Scars that never close anymore because they always have truncated hope to heal. I wanted her forever but she was perjured and she filled with deep bitterness and my illusion sad. And that's why I live now always beating with luck and I only want death for my anguished and poor heart. In the face I also look proud a memory that is very yours and that I carry for my bad. A memory what did they do to me in your name when i played as a man with the life of the rival. Indelible scars of a stormy past that luck has given me and that I will never lose. Scars of my life that, although they have no charm, I love them so much and so much that I will never, never never forget.