Seeing a way out I was just about To play something aloud What the maester 40 years ago taught
The bandoneons burning aside
Years of Paris left behind He travelled back to Buenos Aires
Music is your nemesis The sound, the passion Your thought, your heart, your soul
Once you were a master Now part of a new band Which plays only in our memories
The tango was born that night Notes appeared to your mind There was a new kind
You pour your heart and soul You give it all What’s left of you They can not see
While waiting for the rain Those notes still remain
This painful road has led me to a wall Goodbye my friends I have to leave you allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
