Mi Buenos Aires querido [English translation]

My beloved Buenos Aires,

when I see you once again

there will neither sorrow nor oblivion.

The lamp on the street where I was born

was a witness of my love promises,

under its dim light I saw her,

my sweet girl shining like the sun.

Today, when the fate wants me to see you again

a port town of my one and only love,

I hear the complaints of a bandoneon,

deep in my chest it holds the reins of my heart.

My Buenos Aires, the beloved homeland

where I will end my life.

Under your shelter there are no disillusions,

the years go by and the pain is forgotten.

The memories pass by like a caravan,

and leave a trace of sweet emotions.

I would like you to know that when recalling you

the pain leaves my heart.

The lamp on the street where I was born

was a witness of my love promises,

under its dim light I saw her,

my sweet girl shining like the sun.

Today, when the fate wants me to see you again

a port town of my one and only love,

I hear the complaints of a bandoneon,

deep in my chest it holds the reins of my heart.

My beloved Buenos Aires,

if I had a chance to see you again

there would be no more sorrow nor oblivion.