apenas floreció tu amor,
perfume de ilusión dejaste en mi pesar,
recuerdo de una noche y nada más.
Mi ensueño se quedó en la dicha
y nunca te diré adiós,
un beso de pasión, partiste sin amar
y el claro de tu ausencia tan mortal.
Cuando te veo pasar indiferente de amor,
la risa es pobre disfraz de mi tristeza,
después te alejas y ya mi pensamiento
revive tus palabras y la noche del encuentro.
Dijiste "siempre serás para mi vida el amor",
palabras de tu emoción que ya murieron.
Flor de un día, tu perfume,
siempre embriaga a mi corazón.
Y todo no fue más que un beso,
encanto que plasmó mi amor.
Después al despertar, la vida sin color
es mezcla de dulzura y de dolor.
En vano llamaré tu nombre
ya nunca escucharé tu voz
distancia de los dos, camino sin final,
y el sueño que no espeja en tu mirar.
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flourished just your love,
illusion perfume left on my sorrow,
I remember one night and nothing else.
My dream was left in this
and you never say goodbye,
a kiss of passion, you left without loving
and clear of your absence so deadly.
When I see you passing indifferent love,
laughter is poor disguise my sadness,
and then you go away and my thoughts
words and relive your night meeting.
You said "you'll always be my life for love"
words of your emotion and died.
Flower of a day, your perfume
always intoxicates my heart.
And it was just a kiss,
charm that shaped my love.
After waking, the colorless life
is mixture of sweetness and pain.
In vain I call your name
I'll never hear your voice
distance of the two dead end,
sleep and not mirrored in your eyes.
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Honestly, it has been a struggle to get back into Tango. I'm having a bit of difficulty figuring out why, but it might just be a combination of having disconnected from it in my regular weekly schedule because of COVID, same COVID making it impossible for me to travel to other countries to dance and join Marathons, a number of years since starting and feeling stagnated, and honestly just feeling a waning interest overall. There is still motivation there, it isn't entirely gone, but life has gotten into the way. The using Tango as a bit of an emotional crutch has also been replaced by a real life human being, so that is yet another reason for the increasingly ambivalent attitude I seem to be having to the dance nowadays. All that being said, I did just fly to Singapore this weekend for Tomas workshop and because damnit, I am fan #1 in Malaysia, unabashedly! Time to see if it's time to kickstart the organising again!
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