Tango Lyrics

Patotero, rey del bailongopatotero sentimental,escondes bajo tu risamuchas ganas de llorar.Ya los años se van pasando,y en mi pecho no entra un querer,en mi vida tuve muchas, muchas minas,pero nunca una mujer...Cuando tengo dos copas de mas,en mi pecho comienza a surgir,el recuerdo de aquella fiel mujerque me quiso de verdad y que ingrato abandone...De su amor, me burle sin mirar,que pudiera sentirlo después,sin pensar que los años al correriban crueles a amargar a este rey del cabaret.Pobrecita como llorabacuando ciego la eche a rodar,la patota me miraba, y …no es de hombre el aflojar.Patotero, rey del bailongosiempre de ella te acordarashoy reís, pero en tu risa,solo hay ganas de llorar.

Gangster, king of the milongaGangster, sentimentalyou hide behind your laughtermuch desire to cry.Already the years are passing by,and in my chest does not enter an affectionin my life I had many, many broads,but I never had a woman...When I have two extra drinksin my chest begins to appear,the memory of that faithful womanwho really loved to me and that I, ungrateful, abandoned...Of her love, I made fun without thinkingthat I could begin to regret it laterwithout thinking that as the years were passingthey were going to embitter this king of the night club.Poor girl, how she criedwhen blindly I sent her awaythe gang was watching, andit is not manly to give in.Gangster, king of the milongayou'll always remember hertoday you laugh, but in your laughter,there is only a desire to cry.