Letras

Anchored in Paris (Anclado en París)

Letra: Enrique Cadícamo | Música: Guillermo Barbieri |

Pulled by the life of a nomadic Bohemian
I am, Buenos Aires, anchored in Paris;
hardened by evils, chased by pressures,
I evoke you from this distant country.

I contemplate the snow that falls softly
from my window that faces the boulevard.
The reddish lights with dimming tones,
seem like pupils of strange gaze.

Distant Buenos Aires, how pretty you must be!
It's going on ten years since you saw me weigh anchor.
Here, in this Montmartre, sentimental district,
I feel that the memory digs its dagger in me.

How must have changed your Corrientes Street!
Suipacha, Esmeralda, your very own suburb!
Somebody has told me that you're flourishing
and a set of streets run in diagonal.

You don't know the desire I have to see you!
Here I am stopped, without money or faith.
Who knows, one night death takes me away
and... so long, Buenos Aires, I don't return to see you!

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