Singer: Edgardo DONATOSinger 2: Horacio LagosComposer: Edgardo DonatoAuthor: Carlos Pesce
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Llegó a buena hora la milonga que faltaba. Que salgan a la pista los más tigres que quedaron y que bailen como antaño se bailaba, con cortes y requiebros bajo el techo de la parra la milonga tan porteña que faltaba. Prendete Catalina, vos que sos mi peor es nada, y enseñale a las pitucas de Florida a bailar esta milonga con el ritmo más porteño sin sacarle ni un detalle de su vida. Chinas que amanecieron bajo los rayos del sol. Milonga guapa, la que faltaba si era una papa cuando tallaba viejos conventillos que temblaron de pavura por los taitas de taquito militar. Lloran las nostalgias del pasado tan hermoso cuando escuchan los lamentos de un cantar. Llegó a buena hora la milonga que faltaba. Las chinas comadronas que vistieron de percales y porteños de corbata voladora. Hoy lloran la tragedia del destino milonguero porque ya no hay más milonga a toda hora. Prendete Catalina, vos que sos mi pero es nada, y enseñale a las pitucas de Florida a bailar esta milonga con el ritmo más porteño sin sacarle ni un detalle de su vida. Chinas que amanecieron bajo los rayos del sol.
English translation
It arrived at the right time the milonga that was missing. Let the most tigers the most tigers that were left and let them dance as they used to dance they used to dance, with cortes and requiebros under the roof of the vine the milonga so porteña that was missing. Turn on Catalina, you who are my worst is nothing, and teach the pitucas of Florida to dance this milonga with the most porteño rhythm without taking away a single detail of their life. Chinas that dawned under the rays of the sun. Milonga beautiful, the one that was missing if it was a potato when I carved old tenements that trembled with dread by the taitas de taquito military. The nostalgia weeps of the past so beautiful when they hear the laments of a song. The milonga that was missing the milonga that was missing. The Chinese midwives who dressed in percales and porteños in ties tie. Today they mourn the tragedy of the milonguero destiny because there is no more milonga at all hours. Turn on Catalina, you who are my but it's nothing, and teach the pitucas of Florida to dance this milonga with the most porteño rhythm without taking away a single detail of their life. Chinas that dawned under the rays of the sun.















































