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Once upon a time there was a boy
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| His eyes were dark and tender |
| He dreamed of becoming a tanguero |
| But he was born unable to walk |
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| One of the days when he was playing the bandoneon |
| For a local band in a festival |
| He saw this tanguera |
| Who hadn't returned the heart |
| The heart she stole from him a long long time ago |
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| On and on he played her favorite songs |
| While she was dancing beautifully with orgers |
| When he saw that happiness on her face |
| he smiles along |
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| The boy and his bandoneon |
| Melodies of joys and sorrows |
| When the milonga ended |
| And when he played the last note |
| What would be waiting for them behind the door |
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| Na... |
| When the milonga ended |
| When he played the last note |
| Life would go on like they'd never met before |
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引用godkidlla
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PkZw2UqeraM
這首真的很好聽喔!!擁散風!!
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