(Glosa)
How can I forget the warmth
that your streets gave me.
Next to you, these memories bring back
a sweet affection.
You are close to my heart,
my Buenos Aires from yesterday.
I want to sing with the soul
to Buenos Aires from yesterday
This beloved milonga that dreams of coming back.
Milonga that misses wisteria and geranium,
from old time Buenos Aires
with guitar and troubadour.
Sentimental memories,
a streetlamp in every corner,
flowers in the windows
as if waiting for love…
Horns and streetcars, guards with their hats,
Carnivals of joy, old times I lived!
(Instrumental)
Sentimental memories,
a streetlamp in every corner,
flowers in the windows
as if waiting for love…
Horns and streetcars, guards with their hats,
Carnivals of joy, old times I lived!