Tango I Nizza

Do you still remember me, Don Fritiof Andersson,
it's been a while since we had a dance, just us two.
But I'm Carmencita from Samborobon,
where we met back in thirty-two.
A tango night on the Pampas one evening in April,
yes, you stole a kiss and then got a basket! -
I was tough, you got sad, but that's just how it goes,
yep, and then you went back home to Gothenburg" -
"Beautiful Carmencita, you my only love!
How did you get to Nice?" - "I flew in from Paris
just to meet you here somehow."
"The suitor with millions! Tell me, where did he go?"
"Now don’t be mean, it was just a joke
and I was only seventeen.

When you rode away the last time, Andersson,
from Samborobon on your horse Marron,
I was heartbroken, I cried for fourteen days
because you weren’t around.
Dad said, "You’re crazy, little friend,
he’ll come back, but it won’t be him!"
Mom said, "Well, it takes a little time
and then your heart will find peace."

"I long for the Pampas, I want to go back there,
Carmencita, when I see and hear you here.
To ride day and night to meet you again,
you the only girl I hold dear!
I long to go down to the Pampas, to the mystery of the nights
and to the scent of the earth that was so pure and strong."
"Fritiof, all that you long for, I carry with me here,
my heart, Fritiof, is your virgin land!"
"Oh, you little dove, how sweetly you coo!"
"Don’t mess with me, there’s only you
in the whole wide world and I will be your wife!"
"Beautiful Carmencita, how wonderfully you dance!"
"Fritiof, oh, you take me into heaven,
where I’ll forever be just yours!"

Stars and palms and the Mediterranean's roar
around a little house with two lit candles,
red wine and grapes and flowers in a vase
in a little lonely house!
The night breeze comes from the mountains in Provence
playing a cadence in a tree somewhere.
The girl from the Pampas has regained her friend,