Today I woke up listening to the music of my grandparents and my parents ,Tango .one of my favorites Rubias de New York .
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Mary, Peggy, Betty, Susie,
blondies of New York...
Cupcake-sweetie inamoratas,
pretending amor.
They give the stars fits of envy;
I can't live without them any.
Mary, Peggy, Betty, Susie,
with their lips in flower...
It's like a crystal,
the crazy laughter of Julie:
It's like the singing
of a fresh fountain well.
Haunting my dreaming --
the dulcet enchantment of Peggy:
Her glance of azure
ocean-deep does seem!
Delicious these pretty creatures
perfume-scented;
I want kisses from their dainty
lips all painted.
Fragile these dollfaces of oblivion and of pleasure...
laughing out their happiness like a tinkling bell!
Blonde young cocktail intoxicates
'em --
That way is Mary:
Your hair gorgeous that's of
platinum,
I want all for me.
If the amor you were to me
offering
only endures a brief day
fleeting...
then the fire of a red-hot brazier:
your passion, Betty!
It's like a crystal,
the crazy laughter of Julie:
It's like the singing
of a fresh mountain well.
Haunting my dreaming --
the dulcet enchantment of Peggy:
Her glance of azure
ocean-deep does seem!
Delicious these pretty creatures
perfume-scented;
I want kisses from their dainty
lips all painted.
Fragile these dollfaces of oblivion
and of pleasure...
laughing out their happiness like a
tinkling bell!
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Mary, Peggy, Betty, Susie,
blondies of New York...
Cupcake-sweetie inamoratas,
pretending amor.
They give the stars fits of envy;
I can't live without them any.
Mary, Peggy, Betty, Susie,
with their lips in flower...
It's like a crystal,
the crazy laughter of Julie:
It's like the singing
of a fresh fountain well.
Haunting my dreaming --
the dulcet enchantment of Peggy:
Her glance of azure
ocean-deep does seem!
Delicious these pretty creatures
perfume-scented;
I want kisses from their dainty
lips all painted.
Fragile these dollfaces of oblivion and of pleasure...
laughing out their happiness like a tinkling bell!
Blonde young cocktail intoxicates
'em --
That way is Mary:
Your hair gorgeous that's of
platinum,
I want all for me.
If the amor you were to me
offering
only endures a brief day
fleeting...
then the fire of a red-hot brazier:
your passion, Betty!
It's like a crystal,
the crazy laughter of Julie:
It's like the singing
of a fresh mountain well.
Haunting my dreaming --
the dulcet enchantment of Peggy:
Her glance of azure
ocean-deep does seem!
Delicious these pretty creatures
perfume-scented;
I want kisses from their dainty
lips all painted.
Fragile these dollfaces of oblivion
and of pleasure...
laughing out their happiness like a
tinkling bell!