Music by: Juan Carlos Cobian Lyrics by: Enrique Cadicamo (1942) Translated by: Alberto Paz Strange, as if lit up, I found you drinking, pretty and ill fated; You were drinking, and in the din of the champagne crazily you laughed, so as not to cry... Pity I felt at finding you because looking at you I saw your eyes shine with an electric fire, your beautiful eyes that I adored so much. Tonight, my friend, with alcohol we're getting drunk; I don't care if they laugh and call us "tipsy." Everyone has their sorrows and we have ours. Tonight we will drink because we won't ever see each other again... Today you will enter my past, in the past of my life. Three things bears my wounded soul: Love, Regret, Pain. Today you'll enter my past, today we'll follow new paths. How great our love has been and, yet, aye, look what's left!
"El infinito tango me lleva hacia todo" - Borges