A Media Luz - Edgardo Donato & his orchestra

Corrientes tres cuatro ocho

Segundo piso, ascensor;

No hay porteros ni vecinos

Adentro, cocktel y amor

Pisito que puso Maple

Piano, estera y velador…

Un telefon que contesta

Una fonola que llora

Viejos tangos de mi flor

Y un gato de porcelana

Pa que no maulle al amor

Y todo a media luz

Que es un brujo el amor

A media luz los besos

A media luz los dos…

Y todo a media luz

Crepusculo interior

Que suave terciopelo

La media luz de amor

Juncal doce veinticuatro

Telefonea sin temor;

De tarde, te con masitas

De noche, tango y amor;

Los domingos, te danzante

Los lunes, desolacion

Hay de todo en la casita:

Almohadones y divanes

Como en botica… coco

Alfombras que no hacen ruido

Y mesa puesta al amor…

Currents three four eight

Second floor, elevator;

There are no gatekeepers or neighbors

Inside, cocktail and love

Little flat that Maple put

Piano, mat and nightstand…

A phone that answers

a phonola that cries

Old tangos of my flower

And a porcelain cat

So that I don't meow at love

And everything in half light

What is love a sorcerer

At half light the kisses

At half light the two...

And everything in half light

inner twilight

what soft velvet

The half light of love

Juncal twelve twenty four

Phone without fear;

In the afternoon, tea with dumplings

At night, tango and love;

On Sundays, you dance

Mondays, desolation

There is everything in the house:

Cushions and divans

As in apothecary... coconut

Rugs that don't make noise

And a table set for love...