Nubes de Humo
Carlos Gardel
Smoke Clouds
Smoke, buddy
Smoke and let's chat
And while smoking we'll remember
That with the cigarette smoke
Our youth is slipping away
Smoke, buddy
Smoke and remember
That I will also remember
With my soul I loved her
And on a dark day
I left her
I go, unable to forget her
Tormented by sorrow
She swore she was good
And I didn't want to listen
It's no use to act tough
When the wound is deep
Poor thing, my dear
I will cry for her all my life
And now, buddy
Repentant
I want to forget her but I don't
It even seems
That she is swaying
Among the blue smoke clouds
Smoke, buddy
Smoke and let's dream
I want to forget my ingratitude
Seeing today that, like the smoke
Youth fades away
