Caserón de Tejas

Belgrano neighborhood!
House with tile roof!
Do you remember, sister,
Of the warm nights
On the sidewalk?
When a nearby train
Left us old,
Strange longings
Under the gentle
Temperance of the rose bush?

Everything was so simple!
Clear as the sky!
Good as the tale
That in the sweet naps
Grandpa told us!
When in the little piano
Of the dark room
Bled the pure
Tenderness of a waltz.

It revived! It revived!
In the sleeping voices of the piano,
And with the subtle spell of your hand
Grandpa's coat-tail will come...
Call it! Call it!
We will live the distant tale
That in that house with tile roof in Belgrano
Defeating the arcane, mom calls us...

Belgrano neighborhood!
House with tile roof!
Where is the water tank,
Where are your courtyards,
Where are your bars?
You will return to the piano,
My old sister,
And in the melodies
The clear days
Of home will live.

Your smile, sister,
Sheltered my grief,
And like in the tale
That in the sweet naps
Grandpa told us,
The little piano will return
In the dark room
To bleed the pure
Tenderness of the waltz...