Yo llevo un tango en el alma

I carry a tango in my soul,
tango of deep vibrations,
confidant of emotions
of my Buenos Aires neighborhood,
the one that singing takes possession
the feeling of my city
who carries a tango in her soul
like me,
and so she says in her song:

Sun that laughs in the mornings
of my suburban streets;
blue moon of serenades
in the little houses of tin cans;
here a challenge, two equals
that love planted in rivals,
and there the eyes of heaven,
the culprits of that duel...
Good mother, courtyard, mud,
drama, factory, humility...
Everything, everything tastes like tango,
the song of my city...

I carry a tango in my soul
as the shield of my life,
because its heartfelt emotion
has accents that are mine:
hopes, ravings,
disappointments and something more...
That is why I carry a tango in my soul
I carry it and so she says in her song.