| Cascabelito Entre la loca alegria volvamos a darnos cita misteriosa mascarita de aquel loco carnaval. Donde estas Cascabelito, mascarita pizpireta, tan bonita y tan coqueta con tu risa de cristal. | Let's have us a rendezvous amid the mad festivity, my little mask of mystery and carnival craziness. Where did you go, little jing-a-ling. my cutie-pie maskette, my pretty, my sweet, my coquette, with your crystal little laugh. | |
| Cascabel, Cascabelito; rie, rie y no llores que tu risa juvenil tenga perfumes de tus amores. Cascabel, Cascabelito; rie, no tengas cuidado que aunque no estoy a tu lado te llevo en mi corazón. | Little bell, my little jing-a-ling. giggle away and don't cry; your laughter's youthful ring has the fragrance of your loves... Little bell, my little jing-a-ling, keep laughing without a care; you might not have me there, but I've got you in my heart. | |
| Mascarita misteriosa, por tener mi alma suspensa me ofreciste en recompensa tu boca como un clavel. Y cuando nos despedimos llenos de dulce embeleso, el ruido de nuestro beso lo apago tu cascabel. | Little mask of mystery, to keep my spirit guessing you gave me the little blessing, the carnation your mouth is... and as we came apart, full of sweet astonishment, your little bell stood still amid the noise of our kiss. |
Off the back of a weekend that required me to leave work early and sleep cray hours to finally get back into a semi-human mode of work and sleep. Thoughts? When I first started tango, I jumped straight into a Fire & Ice festival in Ann Arbor January of 2010. That was my first taste of a tango festival which was relatively social and a good scene in hindsight. Coming back to Malaysia I've participated in the KL Festival every single year, Singapore festival twice, Taiwan festival once (24 hour on a whim - fuck it all flight), Shanghai festival once. Other than that the flavour of the day nowadays is definitely geared more toward marathons/encuentros, and for a good reason. Festivals in this part of the world are seriously so tipped toward a certain "type" that it is far more worth my money and sanity to go for the social dancing rather than the festival format. Granted, lessons were good, always learning, picking up new things. Competition was, so-so for me, was...
But listening to it it sounds sad :( Tango, que contradicion!
ReplyDeleteYeah, complete fail lah. haha
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