Orange Blossom
Tango 1944
Music: Virgilio Expósito
Lyrics: Homero Expósito
It was softer than water,
than the soft water,
it was cooler than the river,
orange blossom.
And in that summer street
lost street,
he left a piece of life
and left...
First you have to know how to suffer,
then to love, then to leave
and finally to walk without thought...
Perfume of orange blossom,
vain promises of a love
that escaped with the wind.
After... what does the after matter?
All my life is yesterday
that stops me in the past,
eternal and old youth
that has left me cowering
like a bird without light.
What have my hands done to it?
What have they done to him
to leave in my chest
so much pain?
Pain of an old grove,
corner song
with a piece of life,
orange blossom.
SOURCE: Todo Tango