Singer: Francisco CANAROSinger 2: Roberto MaidaComposer: Félix LipeskerAuthor: Homero Manzi
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Romántica incurable, ¿te recuerdas? esa noche en las luces de la fiesta, nos juramos amor, mientras la orquesta lloraba en las cadencias de aquel vals. Romántica incurable, ¿te recuerdas nuestra danza fue un sueño de locura y tus ojos brillaron de ternura entornados detrás del antifaz. Serpentinas del vals enredando mi ayer hoy me han hecho soñar en tu viejo querer. Serpentinas del vals que arrastrando tu amor me han dejado el dolor de saber que no estás. Pasabas entre muchas mascaritas arrastrando el rumor de tu alegría y entre todas tu sola me atraías envuelta en el carmín de tu disfraz. Romántica incurable, ¿te recuerdas? al volver del jardín, cabeza loca, me dejaste la marca de tu boca como un sello feliz del carnaval.
English translation
Incurable romantic, remember you? that night in the lights of the party, we swore love to each other, while the orchestra cried in the cadences of that waltz. Incurable romantic, do you remember our dance was a dream of madness and your eyes shone with tenderness squinting behind the mask. Streamers of the waltz entangling my yesterday today they have made me dream in your old love. Streamers of the waltz that dragging your love have left me with the pain of knowing that you are not here. You passed among many masks dragging the rumor of your joy and among them all you alone attracted me wrapped in the crimson of your disguise. Incurable romantic, do you remember? coming back from the garden, crazy head, you left me the mark of your mouth like a happy seal of the carnival.
















