Vieja Mesa

You at the old table
taking another wine
with a different look
with other friends

Me from the bar
counting affections
drinking sip by sip
every bit of your destiny

Through the noise
your laughter sneaks in
happy half moon
heart without hurry
Piazzolla in the air
sounds with your record
my fingers already searching
hand in my wine

Old table walled up with love
holds my memories
old table
voice of my accordion
take me to your port
old table board of illusion
wood that sounds
old table place of occasion
knot of my wait

Chorus:

Old table walled up with love
old table