Los Vino Movilo - Otros Aires

No se si fue por los vino

No se si fue por su boca

Pero entre tanto tango encontré su ropa

Junta a mi ropa

No se si fue por Castillo

Pugliese, Troilo o Darienzo

Pero su abrazo en mis manos

Era un pincel y la pista un lienzo

Hay los vino, seguro che fueron los vino

(Yo no fui)

Seguro che fueron los vino

No se si fue por los vino

No se si fue por su aliento

Pero entre tanda y tanda encontré

Su ombligo, junto a mi cuerpo

Y asi volando en la gloria

Y aterrizando en la ruina

Yo fui cayendo y cayendo

En la red de esas medias asesinas

Hay los vino, seguro che fueron los vino

(Yo no fui)

Seguro che fueron los vino

I don't know if it was because of the wine

I don't know if it was through his mouth

But between so much tango I found his clothes

attach to my clothes

I don't know if it was because of Castillo

Pugliese, Troilo or Darienzo

But her embrace of her in my hands

It was a brush and the track was a canvas

There are the wines, surely they were the wines

(I did not go)

I'm sure it was the wine

I don't know if it was because of the wine

I don't know if it was because of his breath

But between batch and batch I found

Her navel, next to my body

And so flying in glory

And landing in ruin

I was falling and falling

In the web of those killer stockings

There are the wines, surely they were the wines

(I did not go)

I'm sure it was the wine