Hoy Al Recordarla (part. Julio Martel)

The tango gets stuck in her veins
And in my sorrows, it corners
And in the sound that tears apart
Her scents become claws

The absent flower of love
In my pain, it drove its thorn
I will never return
To her love nor that corner

The tired tango gets stuck
And by its side, I die

Today remembering her
In my soul I feel
That distant loves
Bring laments

And in the bandoneons
I notice entangled
The tired notes
Tell me, brother

Today remembering her
I go in my madness
Through dark streets
That know my anguish

What a sad night
Memories arise
And in shadows I get lost
Crying for her love