Nostalgias

I want to get my heart drunk
To extinguish a crazy love
That more than love is a suffering

And here I come for that
To erase old kisses
In the kisses of another mouth

If your love was a flower of a day
Why is it always mine?
That cruel concern?

I want to raise the cup for both of us
To forget my stubbornness
And I remember her again

Nostalgia
To hear his crazy laughter
And feel next to my mouth
Like a fire his breath

Distress
From feeling abandoned
And to think that another at his side
Soon, soon he will speak to you of love

Brother!
I don't want to lower myself
Neither ask him nor cry for him
Nor tell him that I can't live anymore

From my sad loneliness
I will see the dead roses fall
From my youth

Moan, bandoneon, your grey tango
Maybe it hurts you too
Some sentimental love

My puppet soul cries
Alone and sad on this night
Black and starless night

If the cups bring consolation
Here I am with my sleepless nights
To drown them once and for all

I want to get the heart drunk
To be able to toast later
For the failures of love

Nostalgia
To hear his crazy laughter
And feel next to my mouth
Like a fire his breath

Distress
From feeling abandoned
And to think that another at his side
Soon, soon he will speak to you of love

Brother!
I don't want to lower myself
Neither ask him nor beg him
Nor tell him that I can't live anymore

From my sad loneliness
I will see the dead roses fall
From my youth