My dear Buenos Aires
When I see you again
There will be no more sorrow or oblivion
The little lamp on the street where I was born
It was the sentinel of my promises of love
Under its restless little light I saw it
My little girl luminous like a sun
Today that luck wants me to see you again
Porteà city ±a of my only love
I hear the complaint of a bandoneón
Inside my chest my heart asks for rein
My Buenos Aires, flowery land
Where my Life will end
Under your protection there is no disappointment
The years fly by, the pain is forgotten
In a caravan, memories pass by
Like a sweet wake of emotion
I want you to know that when I evoke you
The sorrows of the heart go away
The little windows of my streets of Arrabal
Where a little girl smiles in flower
I want to contemplate again
Those eyes that caress when looking
In the most evil cut a song
He says his prayer for courage and passion
A promise and a sigh
That song erased a tear of sorrow
My dear Buenos Aires
When I see you again
There will be no more sorrow or forgetfulness

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