Talan Talan (feat. Guillermo Barbieri y Jose Ricardo)

Talan, talan, talan
The tram passes through Tucumán
Press, Nation and Argentina
The kids shout
From corner to corner
Tomorrow's bread, golden and pear
Here comes the Italian along the sidewalk
Behind the port
The day dawns
The poor go to work
And back home
The skulls
And milongueras
Go to rest

Talan, talan, talan
The tram continues through Tucumán

On the trailer, on a bench
Very pensive
Don Juan travels
An old criollo
Who for thirty years
Has earned his bread in the docks
He is very sad
Since that day
His bad daughter
Left home
Following the footsteps
Of that scoundrel
Who saw him rolling by his door

Talan, talan, talan
The tram goes away through Tucumán
But upon arriving
Near the lowlands
An open car
Is seen crossing
In which returns
The unfortunate one
Half doped
With champagne smoke
The poor old man recognizes her
And is about to leave the tram
But there are friends
Who hold him back
And the car speeds away and is no longer seen

Talan, talan
Poor Don Juan