Pena mulata
Homero Manzi
Mulatto Sorrow
Mulatto sorrow
unleashed
under the embroidered dress
Tango pain
that barely extends
with a sad complaint
the April night
Like a mirror
Burnished and old
shines the skin
of the dancer
Scarlet carnation
that betrays desire
trembling under the dress
its crimson stain
Your mother died of love
in the Tambor neighborhood
She opened paths of absence
with the dagger of a traitor
Your father died in the shadows
to avenge that betrayal
Mulatto, your star was born
in a sky of crepe
Madness light
shines in the dark
hard gaze
of the dancer
Nostalgic alcohol
that to the rhythm of the dance
heats up vengeance
under the mane
Poor brunette,
a serene
crimson flower
sprouted in your veins
Resentment lurking,
brush of spite
painting on your chest
the crimson stain
Your mother died of love,
white soul and coal skin
Mulatto, her lips were
the resentment of a traitor
Your father died in the shadows
to avenge that betrayal
Mulatto, your star was born
in a sky of crepe
Mulatto sorrow
unleashed
under the embroidered dress
Tango pain
that barely extends
with a sad complaint
the April night
