MAÑANA ZARPA UN BARCO (tango). Letra: Homero MANZI; música: Lucio DEMARE.
Grabaron: Lucio DEMARE y Juan Carlos MIRANDA
We touch shores that do not change when we anchor.
One hundred ports give us the music of the sea.
Girls with sad eyes come to wait for us
and the taste of the drinks always seems the same.
Only here in your port does the heart rejoice,
stream where the voice of the bandoneon bleeds.
Let's dance until the echo of the last measure,
A ship leaves tomorrow, maybe I won't come back again.
How good it is to dance on dry land!
Tomorrow at dawn we have to set sail.
The night is long, I don't want you to be sad.
Girl, come on, I don't know why you're crying.
I will say your name when I am far away.
I will have a memory to tell the sea.
The night is long, I don't want you to be sad...
Girl, come on, I don't know why you're crying.
Two months on a ship my heart traveled.
Two months missing the voice of the bandoneon.
Tango is a friendly port where the illusion anchors.
Emotion swings to the rhythm of their dance.
At night, with the moon, dreaming about the sea
The rhythm of the waves lies to me, its rhythm.
Let's dance this tango, I don't want to remember.
Tomorrow a ship leaves, maybe it won't come back again.
Ferrando LLAGOTERA (contemporáneo, Barcelona) -- ZARPANDO UN BARCO, acuarela sobre papel.
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