That dark woman carries the sunlight in her blood,
It climbs in the melody and dances lost in the key of love.
Your star eyes are
He laughs and his heart
Push a sad Sunday
That is diluted under the notes of a bandoneon,
And on Monday he enters the yard
With limp fingers of green moon
And she cradles over the orchestra and dances her love.
Tomorrow will be tomorrow
But today it's a party and the early hours are painted with flowers
The old boards of the corralón.
Ay 'little gray girl displays your love
And dance for me.
Ay 'blue pollerita frightens the pain
That grows in the south.
You will win, you will win, you will overcome all the sadness and in
the night the wind will dance with you ...
Do not let sadness put your table in your room.
Some reason exists but in the air there is a song,
A dream to dream, life and freedom.
One day bells will come and in the windows
There will be multicolored flags.
Now dance your dance that today is Sunday
And the moon shines and your shoes are those of the story
From your childhood
Your prince will be a man with rough hands,
There will be no promises just tenderness
while the night kisses your feet.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)