No llores por mí, Argentina

Your love is waiting for you
don't wait any longer.
What did you lose so much time for?
Indecisive in speaking
as tough as Humphrey Bogart
Between lust and repression
you danced to the trendy records
and it was your fun
to mock the illusionists.
Don't cry for the wounds
that keep bleeding.
Don't cry for me, Argentina
I love you more every day.
You are sick with frustration
and in your madness there is no agreement.
A hyena when laughing
but at lunch with the pigs.
If the cabaret stars
laugh at your movements
there's no need to lie about the darkness in your thoughts.
Don't cry for the wounds
that keep bleeding.
Don't cry for me, Argentina
I love you more every day.
Someone wants to leave.
Someone wants to come back
someone who is trapped in the middle of a memory.
I've seen this before
I've heard this before
she doesn't want to be friends with a boy from this town.