Las Puertas de Acuario

Crazy beautiful, you stroll down the streets
With three quick steps to the beat,
And your figure, endlessly long
And a mischievous mustache
Crafted with blood and salt.

Buccaneer of the seas of Congress
Hook my heart with your song
Communicate it with wings of guitar
And a little toy piano
That only you can play.

You’re God, you’re Gardel
I’m the best
Oh, Carlitos, what a day
We’ll have here today.

Skullbreaker, you smash and crash and everyone watches
You take a long drink and forget
All the advice they give you
All your girls
And the stuff from your neighborhood
You forget it all in any bar.

And in your height as the guardian of exiles
That only geniuses can reach,
You forget about mom, you forget about dad,
You forget, you forget, you forget
You’re God, you’re Gardel. You’re the best.
Oh, Carlitos, what a day
We’ll have here today.