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Now the black is up, white is down
 
Carlitos Gardel is dead.
 
You purchase a dance in La Boca
 
and you sell your heart forever
 
You may sell your hearts forever
 
to Buenos Aires.
 
The new concrete towers, like we do
 
make friends with the old and small
 
churizo-eating,
 
smoking,
 
playing,
 
straying,
 
giggling,
 
mate-drinking
 
locals.
 
It is philosophy for all
 
the tango argentino
 
the posh
 
toilet-sideline dance.
 
We shopped for shoes
 
as a tribute to
 
the turistic
 
old
 
tango
 
and to give one job more for all.
 
You remote and
 
isolated
 
cheeky
 
sweet girl,
I feel lonely without you,
 
you know the furuture,
 
you will have another photo with me on it,
 
Buenos Aires.
I feel lonely without you,
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