you are the sunshadow of my nostalgic past,
the star-ray of my blue night sky present,
the fire glimmer of my endless summer future,
I can’t believe I ever hurt you,
turned you away on Christmas
when even in anger you followed me
and walked across town with me–
I was a different person then.
Buenos Aires saw it all-
and She brings us together again,
in an ocean of fate She is our wave.
Let me envelope you–
never to drown you again
only take you in my arms
in the middle of our city,
though she breathes turmoil
and exhales restless afternoons,
I am calm in your lips,
on our porch with tea and sun.
Vos sos destino
carne y madera,
juntáte a las muralles conmigo,