Letra e TraduçãoBalada Para un Loco

Amelita Baltar

Última atualização em: 22 de Julho de 2017

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Las tardecitas de Buenos Aires tiene ese qué sé yo, ¿viste?
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Salgo de casa por Arenales, lo de siempre en la calle y en mí,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Cuando de repente, detrás de ese árbol, se aparece él,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Mezcla rara de penúltimo linyera y de primer polizonte
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
En el viaje a Venus. Medio melón en la cabeza,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Las rayas de la camisa pintadas en la piel,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Dos medias suelas clavadas en los pies,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y una banderita de taxi libre en cada mano... Ja... ja... ja... ja...
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Parece que sólo yo lo veo, porque él pasa entre la gente
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y los maniquíes me guiñan, los semáforos me dan tres luces celestes
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y las naranjas del frutero de la esquina me tiran azahares,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y así, medio bailando, medio volando,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Se saca el melón, me saluda, me regala una banderita
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y me dice adiós.
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Ya sé que estoy piantao, piantao, piantao,
Now I know that I'm crazy2, crazy, crazy...
No ves que va la luna rodando por Callao
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y un coro de astronautas y niños con un vals
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Me baila alrededor...
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Ya sé que estoy piantao, piantao, piantao,
Now I know that I'm crazy2, crazy, crazy...
Yo miro a Buenos Aires del nido de un gorrión;
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y a vos te vi tan triste; vení, volá, sentí,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
El loco berretín que tengo para vos.
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Loco, loco, loco, cuando anochezca en tu porteña soledad,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...

Ya sé que estoy piantao, piantao, piantao,Amelita Baltar

Por la ribera de tu sábana vendré, con un poema
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y un trombón, a desvelar tu corazón.
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Loco, loco, loco, como un acróbata demente saltaré,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Sobre el abismo de tu escote hasta sentir
Over the chasm of your cleavage until I feel
Que enloquecí tu corazón de libertad, ya vas a ver.
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y así el loco me convida a andar
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
En su ilusión súper-sport,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y vamos a correr por las cornisas
Let's go and run on the cornices6
Con una golondrina por motor.
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
De Vieytes nos aplauden: Viva, viva...
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Los locos que inventaron el amor;
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y un ángel y un soldado y una niña
And an angel, a soldier, and a little girl
Nos dan un valsecito bailador.
Give us a dancer's waltz.
Nos sale a saludar la gente linda
The beautiful people come out to greet us...
Y el loco, pero tuyo, qué sé yo, loco mío,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Provoca campanarios con su risa
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y al fin, me mira y canta a media voz:
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Quereme así, piantao, piantao, piantao...
Love me like this, crazy, crazy, crazy...
Trepate a esta ternura de loco que hay en mí,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Ponete esta peluca de alondra y volá, volá conmigo ya:
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Vení, quereme así piantao, piantao, piantao,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Abrite los amores que vamos a intentar
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
La trágica locura total de revivir,
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Vení, volá, vení, tra... lala... lara...
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
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