"FACES , Tango"- to my daughter Daniela Andrea Guasti

                                                     "FACES , Tango"

                                                                            (tango)

                                                   to muy daughter ,   Daniela Andrea Guasti ...

Passed faces in the world,

  as a parade of choirs ...

I happened to open court,

  with my mask in the "corso".



Nobody set motions,

forgettable in one day ...

Many faces and gifts

  few stories in a chest ...



The ideals are due,

in an orphanage far away ...

Just try to save me,

  that I stepped on, or push me ...



Who will be awarded gifts,

to be better than others ...

If I lean on the spoils,

of my ineffable potholes ...



Among crowds improper,

something that unites us ...

If all anonymous,

a unanimous disbelieve ...



I'm dodging faces,

libraries of these and penalties.

Each to their "karma"

each with its own theme ...



It would stop a person,

  only one .... nothing more.

To tell of my sorrows,

  to relieve mood ...





But it is impossible .... if nobody looks at me ..

  only one direction ... and another.

As a "herding" of destinations,

  I just walk down the street Florida ...

 
"corso" = where carnival is celebrated
"Florida" = Buenos Aires street...



                                                                       Daniel H Guasti