El Bondoneonista歌词
El Bondoneonista
彭靖惠-El Bondoneonista
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Once upon a time there was a boy
His eyes were dark and tender
He dreamed of becoming a tanguero
But he was born unable to walk
One of the days when
he was playing the bandoneon
For a local band in a festival
He saw this tanguera
Who hadn't returned the heart
The heart she stole from him
a long long time ago
On and on he played her favorite songs
While she was dancing beautifully with orgers
When he saw that happiness on her face
he smiles along
The boy and his bandoneon
Melodies of joys and sorrows
When the milonga ended
And when he played the last note
What would be waiting for them behind the door
Na……
When he played the last note
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