Caminito ("little walkway" or "little path" in Spanish) is a street museum and a traditional alley, located in La Boca, a neighborhood of Buenos Aires, Argentina. The place acquired cultural significance because it inspired the music for the famous tango "Caminito" (1926), composed by Juan de Dios Filiberto.
During the 1800s, a small stream flowing into the Riachuelo River ran along the same route where the Caminito is now. Later that century, this area of the stream became known as the Puntin, the Genoese diminutive term for bridge (a small bridge allowed people to cross the stream there). When the stream dried up, tracks for the Ferrocarril Buenos Aires y Puerto de la Ensenada were installed at the site. Disused tracks remain at the end of Caminito, along Garibaldi Street.
In 1954, the railroad closed, and the area where Caminito was became a landfill and the neighborhood's eyesore. Over the following three years, Argentine artist Benito Quinquela Martín who lived nearby, painstakingly prepared the walls facing the abandoned street, applying pastel colors, and by 1960 had a stage put up at the southern end; the wooden-plank stage was replaced with a nearby theatre house in 1972. The artist was a personal friend of Argentine tango composer Juan de Dios Filiberto, who created a well-known 1926 tune by the same name.
Caminito is a tango with music by Juan de Dios Filiberto and lyrics by Gabino Coria Peñaloza.
Widely known and readily identifiable throughout Argentina and neighboring Uruguay, the lyrics are in themselves a classically-structured poem with strophes made up of two verses and one refrain:
Caminito - Nana Mouskouri
J. de Dios Filiberto / C. Peñajola
Desde que se fue triste vivo yo,
Caminito, amigo, yo también me voy.
Desde que se fue nunca más volvió,
Seguiré sus pasos, Caminito, adiós.
Caminito que el tiempo ha borrado
Que juntos un día nos viste pasar,
He venido por última vez
He venido a contarte mi mal.
Caminito que entonces estabas
Bordado de trébol y juncos en flor,
Una sombra ya pronto serás
Una sombra lo mismo que yo.
Desde que se fue triste vivo yo,
Caminito, amigo, yo también me voy.
Desde que se fue nunca más volvió,
Seguiré sus pasos, Caminito, adiós.
Caminito que todas las tardes
Feliz recorría cantando mi amor,
No le digas si vuelve a pasar
Que mi llanto tu suelo regó
Caminito cubierto de cardos
La mano del tiempo tu huella borró
Yo a tu lado quisiera caer
Y que el tiempo nos mate a los dos
Desde que se fue triste vivo yo,
Caminito, amigo, yo también me voy.
Desde que se fue nunca más volvió,
Seguiré sus pasos, Caminito, adiós.