Ella

She, she never thinks, always flies
She hasn't lost her innocence
But she has no more stockings
She likes to dress in tuxedos
Jeans, Cherokee sneakers, and spring smiles
And when the world doesn't want to greet her
She'll realize and come back
I'll wait for you sitting on the same couch
As if time became reality
She, she, she, only she, she, she
She likes to daydream
Spend days in the bathtub
And inject life into her veins
She will want to have you back
And with a bit of luck, it will be for a lifetime
And when the world doesn't want to greet her
She'll realize and come back
I'll wait for you sitting on the same couch
As if time became reality
She, she, she, only she, she, she
One, two, three
Under the race of the trick of virtue
Of the soul in the class of the past
From where the past and the masses that I can
That knows what wanted with the past
With my pair
With my love and Gardel's tango
She, she, she