De orgullo y de miedo [English translation]

I took so much time to find you,

I would have left to seek you, my dear,

that's why every second is so important,

and the wounds no longer hurt me.

What a mix of pride and of fear,

I'll be the finger that touches you,

he who kisses your mouth,

the sheath of your knife.

Anyone tires of milongas

and wants to love and also be loved,

I confess to having lived outside the margin

of the permitted and the moral.

What a mix of pride and of fear,

I'll be the finger that touches you,

he who kisses your mouth,

the sheath of your knife.

May the sun shine in the sky,

may the sky shine in the river,

and the light in your window, where we're sleeping.