Ventanita de Arrabal
Ignacio Corsini
Little Window of the Slum
In the Caferata neighborhood
In an old tenement
With brick floors, no fancy door
Where the street organs play their lament
The girl is waiting
For that guy to pass by
The one who walked in alone
With his brown fedora pulled down
Full suit, shiny collar
He asked for a guitar and sang for her
The one who, one Sunday, danced a tango
The one who said: 'I'm dying for you'
The one who dragged her soul through the mud
The one who never returned to the gate
Little window of the slum where only dry flowers remain
You too, abandoned since that day... You stayed
The dew on your leaves, the drizzles of absence
With the pain of a sigh, your little trunk destroyed
The one who walked in alone
With his brown fedora pulled down
Full suit, shiny collar
He asked for a guitar and sang for her
