"This City , Tango"

                                                           "This City, Tango"
                                                                       (tango)

I had the great privilege,
to live in this city ...
Where the unusual carrier capacity
To invade everything.
Being Argentine, it's crazy ...
Be "porteño"  ...is too much.
Buenos Aires is inexplicable,
  but is generous with the discouraged.
The key is to discover the hidden hand
read his angel solidarity ...
Scrape the granite pavers,
and transform it into "weed" good ...

The memory in this city is point lead.,
well ... you never deleted ...
I was told so grateful tourists
have been those who have ended up in "asylums" ...
It is a scenario where the wasted cheek,
the unthinkable scene of a "grotesque".
One is stored in memory,
. the "souvenir" of the tango that someone whistles ....
And the melody is lost around the corner,
are ghosts who are passing ...
The district's "low" ... "sweat" ...
The bohemian distilled ...

The "human finitude" is our conviction ...
But the city insists on ignoring ...
From time to "chaos" that she builds ..
You almost always end up forgetting it.
The sound of the bandoneon is the mark
  and guitar at dawn ...
The Tango's mystified,
and fills the papers when someone judges her ....
This city embeleza to agnostics ...
And confuses unbelievers.
It has a hardened army of elves.
Who detest the "sane" ...
So in Buenos Aires, let me say ...
"There is no better city to go crazy" ...
But the "porteños" much, we love ...
And there are few ...
                                                                           Daniel H Guasti
                                                                             pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar
 
         "porteño" = natural of Buenos Aires