| That the Gotan doesn't like it, che?
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| I'm very sorry, worse for you.
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| Mr. Campoamor already beat him:
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| "Everything is according to the glass..."
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| Our tango like the laurel
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| that we knew how to achieve,
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| wow so good! |
| how nice it is
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| this that I feel here.
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| Long live Tango, long live Tango!
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| brave mixture of passion and thought,
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| Long live tango, which is played
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| with modesty of laughter at a funeral.
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| Long live Tango, which is a cool
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| of madonnas, casanovas and cornelios,
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| human comedy that to the bad and to the good,
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| that to the cute and to the ugly
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| he scratched it from nature.
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| You see that eternity goes
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| when phrasing from a sensual tanguito?
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| tara tara ta
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| taria ta tara ta,
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| Classical music today.
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| With the ritual half light
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| and the bar chairs turned upside down,
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| in two by four drink
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| slowly and get out
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| tiring sidewalks.
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| Two, that when it disappears
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| by sunrise
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| they make tangos of love.
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| That the Gotan doesn't like it, che?
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| who is crybaby and is from yesterday and what?
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| you have to know if the one who suffered
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| he is not the one who laughs afterwards.
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| Not one Gotan knew that wise man
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| that from knowing so much he died
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| and pal drawer was without knowing
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| that his wife did not love him.
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| Long live Tango, long live Tango!
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| with its rhythm of blows against the wind,
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| Long live the Tango that is danced
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| with sex in poetic suspense.
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| Long live Tango, which is a buddy
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| for each loneliness and each encounter,
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| Long live the tango, all the Tango,
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| God bless our Tango every day.
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| South, What a night, Percal, La Yumba,
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| Whistling, Goodbye Nonino, El corn,
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| Divine, The Marne, One, The Wanderer,
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| Milonguita, My life, A slow fire,
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| The reason, Bahía Blanca, La Bordona,
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| Black flowers, Che papusa, La Tablada,
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| Bad board, Crazy luck, The butterfly,
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| Return.
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| For all the Tango
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| goes this toast of my soul
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| and with the River Plate
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| I get drunk with emotion.
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| And long live Tango
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| and this love with which I sing it,
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| because I, I am the Tango,
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| long live Tango, and long live me! |