With that emotion, i arrived at the end of this visit to La Boca…
Love and oblivion, unfulfilled dreams and new hopes, poorness and hard work… melancholy and pain…
Passion is always there, over flooding from tango and people…
Thanks for walking beside me, thanks for your open heart to understand us, our feelings..
Let's follow that man..
crossing calmly and defying lights and shadows,
singing with him a tango, Uno (One)…
One searches, full of hope
the road that his dreams
promised to his longings...
One knows that the struggle is cruel
and it's too much but one fights and bleeds
for the faith that makes him stubborn...