Yuyo Verde
Anibal Troilo
Green Weed
Alley... alley...
far... far...
We were lost hand in hand
under a summer sky
dreaming in vain...
A lamppost... a gate...
- just like a tango -
and both lost hand in hand
under the summer sky
that departed...
Let me cry bitterly
with the old tears of goodbye...
where the alley disappears
that green weed sprouted
of forgiveness...
Let me cry and remember you
- braids that tie me to the gate -
from your country there's no return
not even with the green weed
of forgiveness...
Where are you... where are you...
where have you gone?...
Where are the feathers of my nest
the emotion of having lived
and that affection...
A lamppost... a gate...
- just like a tango -
and this crying of mine in my hands
and this summer sky
that departed...