Strain light beam through the window,
the midday sun was behind ...
A red sunset Blush,
my white skin, wrapped in as many nights
black without faith.
must rise up and breathe, bandoneon
beyond Buenos Aires and the nostalgia that cuts the dreams ...
Another day ends and I begin,
Disrupting the routine at war ... I start the water heater
a deep growl,
water amid protest gives me cold ...
I put the kettle on, I adjust
bitter and soul mate, and I suck
life in an instant ... Fleetingly
me back star heaven,
horizon just unfathomable questions ...
The landscape of Buenos Aires,
comes to,
approaching the lights of this city fatally loved ...
Abandoning the
wander and I walk the night, I re
the crimson ghost brunette ... Lindas
streets filled still lifes!
Beautiful tango sounds with plasticity
swallows!
'm so happy to transitarte
I forget myself to be you,
tango in this song that won the honorable my livelihood!
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