Buenos Aires has a corner
In a forbidden garden
A certain Piazzola, friend of a sparrow
Who lends him the nest
To see the silver dawn
br/>Golden sunset, early morning
A woman's look
Buenos Aires has it, what do I know
And a written poem
A verse that I remember of a goodbye
And what do I dedicate
To that character who sang
There is so much wounded tango
áVa goes for Gardel
Burn, burn , your name burns my voice
Buenos Aires hurt me
I think about you so much
In my soft memories
But it will go away, but it will go, but it will go away
That feeling
It comes, loneliness comes, let me dream
With your bitter sips
That today I have porteí I love the heart
I want the Buenos Aires that flew
From a cold mirror
From a dawn gesturing love
Giving life to a book
No currents in the heat
And in cold alleys
Buenos Aires has a love that was mine
Buenos Aires has, what do you know? © me
And a poem written
A verse that I remember from a goodbye
And that I dedicate
To that character who sang
So much tango hurt
Burn, burn your name, burn my voice
Buenos Aires hurt me
I take you here
In my soft memories
But it will go away , you'll see, it will go away!
That feeling
It's coming, loneliness is coming, let me dream
With your bitter sips
Let me dream, let me dream
With your bitter little by little
Burn, burn your name burn my voice
Buenos Aires hurt me
I think about you so much
In my soft memories
But it will go away, but it will go away
That feeling
Come, come, loneliness let me dream
With your bitter sips
And I carry my heart
At your side, at your vera
I already know that I'm piantao
Piantao, piantao