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Las tardecitas de Buenos Aires tiene ese qué sé yo, ¿viste?
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Salgo de casa por Arenales, lo de siempre en la calle y en mí
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Cuando de repente, detrás de ese árbol, se aparece él
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Mezcla rara de penúltimo linyera y de primer polizonte
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
En el viaje a Venus, medio melón en la cabeza
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
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Las rayas de la camisa pintadas en la piel
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Dos medias suelas clavadas en los pies
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y una banderita de taxi libre en cada mano
Y una banderita de taxi libre en cada mano
Parece que solo yo lo veo, porque él pasa entre la gente
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
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Y los maniquíes le guiñan, los semáforos me dan tres luces celestes
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y las naranjas del frutero de la esquina le tiran azahares
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y así medio, medio bailando y medio volando
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Se quita el melón, me saluda, me regala una banderita
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y me dice:
Y me dice:
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Ya sé que estoy pianta'o, pianta'o, pianta'o
Now I know that I'm crazy2, crazy, crazy...
¿No ves que va la luna rodando por Callao?
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Que un coro de astronautas y niños con un vals
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Me baila alrededor, bailá, vení, volá
Me baila alrededor, bailá, vení, volá
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Ya sé que estoy pianta'o, pianta'o, pianta'o
Now I know that I'm crazy2, crazy, crazy...
Yo miro a Buenos Aires del nido de un gorrión
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y a vos te vi tan triste, vení, volá, sentí
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
El loco berretín que tengo para vos
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
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Loco, loco, loco, cuando anochezca en tu porteña soledad
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Por la ribera de tu sábana vendré, con un poema
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y un trombón, a desvelarte el corazón
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
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Loco, loco, loco, como un acróbata demente saltaré
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Sobre el abismo de tu escote hasta sentir
Over the chasm of your cleavage until I feel
Que enloquecí tu corazón de libertad, ya vas a ver
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
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Y así diciendo, el loco me convida a andar
Y así diciendo, el loco me convida a andar
En su ilusión súper sport
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y vamos a correr por las cornisas
Let's go and run on the cornices6
Con una golondrina en el motor
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Del manicomio aplauden: viva, viva, viva
Del manicomio aplauden: viva, viva, viva
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Los locos que inventaron el amor
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y un ángel, un soldado y una niña
And an angel, a soldier, and a little girl
Nos dan un valsecito bailador
Give us a dancer's waltz.
Nos sale a saludar la gente linda
The beautiful people come out to greet us...
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Y el loco, loco mío, qué sé yo
Y el loco, loco mío, qué sé yo
Provoca campanarios con la risa
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Y al fin, me mira y canta a media voz
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
chorus
Quéreme así, pianta'o, pianta'o, pianta'o
Love me like this, crazy, crazy, crazy...
Trepate a esta ternura de loco que hay en mí
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Pónete esta peluca de alondras y volá, volá conmigo ya
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
chorus
Vení, quiéreme así pianta'o, pianta'o, pianta'o
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Abrite los amores que vamos a intentar
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
La mágica locura total de revivir
The Buenos Aires evenings have that I don't know what, did you see? You come out of your house, by Arenales1. The same as always, the street, and you. . .When, suddenly, from behind a tree, I appeared. A very strange mixture of the penultimate tramp and the first stowaway on the trip to Venus: half a melon on my head, the stripes of the shirt painted on my skin, two half soles stuck on my feet, and a taxi free flag raised in each hand. You're coming to pieces!.... But only you can see me: because the mannekins are winking at me; the traffic lights give me three blue lights, and the oranges in the grocer's shop on the corner are throwing orange blossom at me. Come! so that thus, half dancing and half flying, I take off the melon to greet you, I present you a taxi flag, and I say to you...
Vení, volá, vení, loco él y loca yo
Vení, volá, vení, loco él y loca yo
outro
Locos al fin los dos, locos, locos
Locos al fin los dos, locos, locos
Loco él y loca yo
Loco él y loca yo
Writer(s): Astor Pantaleon Piazzolla, Horacio Ferrer
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Balada Para un Loco
Album • 1994 • 11 tracks
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