Why not this. Especially for those addicted to tango (aka going to milonga). Translation provided by Damien De Gotan. Eslavas Blancas [Juan DArienzo canta Alberto Reynal, 1940]. Tortured little souls, Poor white slaves of tango and milonga, Barren women, Zombies of vice, Souless and without love. I don’t know why on this night, Reflected in your eyes The penalty that is killing you. And in every burst of your laughter, I know, poor milonga, the heart weeps. Perhaps it’s your own fault, Perhaps it’s the disappointment by the man you have loved. And today, to forget him, You drown your soul In Tango and champagne. But THINK! Milonga, The there is a little creature With little white hands, That at this moment, this very moment, Calls to some strangers “Mama!” Don’t you understand, milonga? That you are spending your life In a farce of happiness? Where in order for the conquest of men, One needs eternal youth? But the years they pass leaving their memories Very distasteful memories And when your “friends” see you That you are old and ugly, You will see ingratitude. I know that you are a good woman, And that you will hear the prayer Of this sincere friend. Don’t follow the path of easy pleasures Of Tango and champagne. Think for 5 minutes of this little creature With little white hands, That at this moment, this very moment Calling some strangers “Mama”.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 22:29:04 +0000
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