What are you doing in New York?
Freezing up your fingers
Rushing around that city
Filled with foreigners
I know, Central Park's very pretty
And the clubs around Village are on fire
But after all that, who are you going to fool
There's not one dog who'll bark at you
Buenos Aires isn't to blame
Don't tell me you ran away out of resentment
That pain, idiotically guaranteed
It's the lock that won't let you be happy
Buenos Aires isn't to blame
Your heart won't ever ask for distance
That song, and this passionate tango
Will be soldiers who'll give their blood until the end
It's better if you just make some money and I'll leave
Live the Broadway life, gather some money
Get well soon, please
And don't get lost away from the neighbourhood
Buenos Aires isn't to blame
Don't tell me you ran away out of resentment
That pain, idiotically guaranteed
It's the lock that won't let you be happy
Buenos Aires isn't to blame
Your heart won't ever ask for distance
That song, and this stunned tango
Will be soldiers who'll give their blood until the end
Maybe in search of something better
You've neglected your own space
Be a hero, walking under the sun
And the world will come to your hands
Buenos Aires isn't to blame
Buenos Aires isn't to blame
Buenos Aires, Buenos Aires' port
Buenos Aires, Buenos Aires' street
Buenos Aires isn't to blame