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Ella Baila Sola - Demo

Ella baila sola
Bajo de un farol
Tangos de Piazzolla
Con su si bemol

Tanta luz y a obscuras
Tanta gracia lloran
La fe tiene dudas
Porque Dios la ignora

Con su pelo a rape
Lucha con la suerte
De que no se escapen
Su vida y la muerte

Ella baila sola
Esperando el fin
Bajo una farola
Sobre el adoquín

La vida es un guacho
Que a veces te afana
La esperanza un tacho
Pa' tirar mañanas

No quiso rendirse
Como una entre mil
Quiso despedirse
Con la luz de abril

Bandoneón de luna
Tango del ocaso
Milonga sin cuna
Vida a corto plazo

Sin copas que a veces
Se hacen pesadillas
La muerte y sus jueces
Como zancadilla

Se escucha su risa
Silbando en el viento
Destinos con prisa
Y olvidos tan lentos

Ella baila sola
Esperando el fin
Bajo una farola
Sobre el adoquín

La vida es un guacho
Que a veces te afana
La esperanza un tacho
Pa' tirar mañanas

No quiso rendirse
Como una entre mil
Quiso despedirse
Con la luz de abril

She Dances Alone - Demo

She dances alone
Beneath a streetlight's glow
Tangos of Piazzolla
With her B-flat low

So much light, yet in darkness she dwells
So much grace, yet her sorrow swells
Faith has doubts, it's true
Because God ignores her, too

With her hair shaved close
She struggles with fate's blows
Hoping they won't escape
Her life and death's cold shape

She dances alone
Waiting for the end to come
Under a street lamp's hum
On the cobblestone, numb

Life's a rogue, a restless child
That sometimes steals your joy, so wild
Hope's a bucket, worn and old
For throwing tomorrows away, we're told

She refused to surrender
Like one in a thousand, her spirit tender
She wanted to say goodbye
With the soft light of April's sky

Bandoneon of the moon, serene
Tango of twilight, a fading scene
Milonga without a cradle's sway
Life on short term, come what may

Without the drinks that sometimes seem
To turn to nightmares, a cruel, dark dream
Death and its judges, cold and stark
Like a tripwire in the dark

Her laughter is heard
Whistling in the wind, a whispered word
Destinies in a hurry, fleeting fast
And memories so slow to pass

She dances alone
Waiting for the end to come
Under a street lamp's hum
On the cobblestone, numb

Life's a rogue, a restless child
That sometimes steals your joy, so wild
Hope's a bucket, worn and old
For throwing tomorrows away, we're told

She refused to surrender
Like one in a thousand, her spirit tender
She wanted to say goodbye
With the soft light of April's sky