Clavel Del Aire
Carlos Gardel
Air Carnation
Like the air carnation
That's how she was
Just like the flower
Caught in my heart
Oh, how much I cried
Because she left me!
Like the air carnation
That's how she was
Just like the flower
In this region
Just like an ombú
Alone and without a flower
That's how I was
And prisoner of pain
I lived the years, just like an ombú
In this region
And my branches
Were drying up
When one afternoon
She sought my shadow
A bird sang
In my branches
And the tree without flowers
Had its flower
But a happy traveler
Accursed traveler
Crossed the land
In his arms she left me
And I remained
Once again without a flower
The one who crossed was the wind
The pampero wind
That took her away
