La Toalla Mojada

It was a murky atmosphere of night owls,
Near the stream.
There was a tango, the chantecler,
Alias wet towel.

It was a dense environment of men,
Mine breakers and thugs.
There was a card player and they called him,
By name, Aldo Saravia.

There was no burglary, no sin, no cop
That he didn't mess with
And he would hit Chichi Toyufa
With his wet towel.

That's why that tango was famous,
Because of that Aldo Saravia,
Life carver and his things,
For his looks and his charm.

There was never shadiness in his actions,
Nor a dealer who took advantage,
When he ventured into little papers
Without getting into trouble.

That's why I liked the tango
Of the wet towel,
Because it had the atmosphere I want
And the macho Aldo Saravia,
Who even hit the chantecler
With his wet towel.