BUFFALOTANGOORKESTRA

Ecos del Pasado

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01 COMO DOS EXTRAÑOS (LIKE TWO STRANGERS) 3:03(Warner Chappell Music Argentina c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. / ASCAP)Music by Pedro Blanco Laurenz (SADAIC)Lyrics by Jose Maria Contursi (SADAIC)(1940)

02 OJOS NEGROS (DARK EYES) 2:40Music by Adalgiso FerrarisOriginal Russian Lyrics by Yevhen HrebinkaSpanish Lyrics by Florián Rey(1910)

03 CHUNGA-CHANGA 2:25(Peermusic III LTD % First Music Publishing / RAO)Music by Vladimir Shainskij(1970)

04 CHIQUILÍN DE BACHÍN (LITTLE GUY AT BACHÍN’S) 4:10(Warner Chappell Music Argentina c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. / ASCAP, Lagos Editorial / SACEM, Editions Latino Americaines / SACEM)Music by Astor Piazzolla (SACEM)Lyrics by Horacio Ferrer (SACEM)(1969)

05 FUMANDO ESPERO (SMOKING, I WAIT) 3:51(Alier Editorial / SGAE, Cadencia Editorial / SGAE)Music by Juan Viladomat Masanas (SGAE), Antonio Jose Gaya Gardus (SGAE) & Juan Jose Molina SosaLyrics by Felix Garzó(1922)

06 MAL DE AMORES (LOVESICKNESS) 3:52(Editorial Musical Korn Intersong SAIC c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. / ASCAP)Music by Pedro Blanco Laurenz (SADAIC)(1946)

07 SILUETA PORTEÑA (BUENOS AIRES SILHOUETTE) 1:45(Warner Chappell Music Argentina c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. / ASCAP)Music by Juan Ventura Cuccaro (SADAIC) & Nicolas Luis Cuccaro (SADAIC)Lyrics by Orlando D’Aniello (SADAIC) & Ernesto Noli (SADAIC)(1936)

08 ROMANCE DE BARRIO (NEIGHBORHOOD ROMANCE) 2:27(Aural Editorial / SADAIC)Music by Aníbal Carmelo Troilo (SADAIC)Lyrics by Homero Manzione(1947)

09 A LA GRAN MUÑECA (TO THE GREAT DOLL) 2:19(Universal Music Publishing SA / SAYCO)Music by Jesús Ventura La Laguna (SAYCO) (1920)

10 Y NO PUEDO OLVIDARTE (AND I CAN’T FORGET ABOUT YOU) 2:57(Universal Producciones Musicales / SGAE, Canciones Warner Bros / SGAE)Music by Armando Oscar Cupo (SGAE)Lyrics by Mariano Abel Aznar (SGAE)(1929)

11 COCODRILO MILONGUERO (CROCODILE MILONGUERO) 2:05Music by Vladimir Shainskij (RAO)(1969)

12 EL ÚLTIMO CAFÉ (THE LAST COFFEE) 3:45(Editorial Musical Korn Intersong SAIC c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. / ASCAP, Warner Chappell Music Argentina / SGAE, Canciones Warner Bros / SGAE)Music by Hector Luciano Stamponi (SGAE)Lyrics by Ovidio Catulo Gonzalez Castillo (SGAE)(1963)

BUFFALOTANGOORKESTRA Ecos del Pasado

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BUFFALO TANGO ORKESTRA is:

Miguel Benitez | vocalsVictoria Pérez-Maggiolo | vocalsChris Vasquez | vocalsMoshe Shulman | bandoneonAntoine Lefebvre | violinSonsoles Llodra | violinMiranda Shulman | violinIvan Docenko | pianoJames Marone | double bass

All songs arranged by Moshe Shulman

Produced by Moshe Shulman & David CloydRecorded and mixed by Chris Jacobs at University of BuffaloMastered by Blake Morgan at ECR Music Studios, NYC

Art direction by David Cloyd & Kathy KastanCover art and interior art by Kathy KastanProduction design by David Cloyd

www.BuffaloTangoOrkestra.com

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PERFORMED BY:

Victoria Pérez-Maggiolo | vocalsChris Vasquez | vocals

Moshe Shulman | bandoneonSonsoles Llodra | violin

Miranda Shulman | violinIvan Docenko | piano

James Marone | double bass

(Warner Chappell Music Argentina c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. / ASCAP)

Music by Pedro Blanco Laurenz (SADAIC)Lyrics by Jose Maria Contursi (SADAIC)

English Translation by Alejandro Ridilenir

(1940)

(LIKE TWO STRANGERS)

Loneliness intimidated meand the enormous fear of dying far from you...Great was my desire of cryingfeeling close to methe jeer of reality!And the heart begged meto look for you and give it your love—My heart was asking for itand then I looked for youbelieving you were my salvation...

And now that I am in front of youwe seem—as you can see—two strangers.The lesson that I have finally learned:Is how years make things change!Anguish of knowing illusion and faith were already dead...I´m sorry if you see me weeping—Memories have done me wrong!

The light of the sun turned palewhen it listened to your cold conversation...Our love was so different and it hurts to realizethat everything, everything ended.What a great mistake to see you againto take away my shattered heart!They are thousand ghosts,returning to mock me,the hours of that dead past…

And now that I am in front of youwe seem—as you can see—two strangers.The lesson that I have finally learned:Is how years make things change!Anguish of knowing illusion and faith were already dead...I´m sorry if you see me weeping—Memories have done me wrong!

COMO DOS EXTRAÑOS

Me acobardó la soledady el miedo enorme de morir lejos de ti…¡Qué ganas tuve de llorarsintiendo junto a míla burla de la realidad!Y el corazón me suplicóque te buscara y que le diera tu querer—me lo pedía el corazón,y entonces te busquécreyéndote mi salvación…

Y ahora que estoy frente a tiparecemos—¿ya ves?—dos extraños.Lección que por fin aprendí:¡cómo cambian las cosas los años!Angustia de saber muertas yala ilusión y la fe…perdón si me ves lagrimear—¡Los recuerdos me han hecho mal!

Palideció la luz del solal escucharte fríamente conversar…fue tan distinto nuestro amory duele comprobarque todo, todo terminó.¡Qué gran error volverte a verpara llevarme destrozado el corazón!Son mil fantasmas al volver,burlándose de mí,las horas de ese muerto ayer…

Y ahora que estoy frente a tiparecemos—¿ya ves?—dos extraños.Lección que por fin aprendí:¡cómo cambian las cosas los años!Angustia de saber muertas yala ilusión y la fe…perdón si me ves lagrimear—¡Los recuerdos me han hecho mal!

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PERFORMED BY:

Moshe Shulman | bandoneonAntoine Lefebvre | violin

Sonsoles Llodra | violinMiranda Shulman | violin

Ivan Docenko | pianoJames Marone | double bass

(Peermusic III LTD % First Music Publishing / RAO)

Music by Vladimir Shainskij

(1970)

CHUNGA-CHANGA

(Instrumental)

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PERFORMED BY:

Miguel Benitez | vocalsMoshe Shulman | bandoneon

Antoine Lefebvre | violinSonsoles Llodra | violin

Miranda Shulman | violinIvan Docenko | piano

James Marone | double bass

(Warner Chappell Music Argentina c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. / ASCAP)

Music by Pedro Blanco Laurenz (SADAIC) Lyrics by Jose Maria Contursi (SADAIC)

English Translation by Alejandro Ridilenir

(1940)

(DARK EYES)

Dark eyes that enchant;Dark eyes that dominate;Dark eyes, sweet eyes;They are so cruel and so kind.

Dark eyes that captivate;Dark eyes that kill me;Dark eyes, sweet eyes;Sad life of my heart.

I pass through my tormented lifeUnder the scorching fire of your gaze,I walk across lifeLike a poor, lost shadow.

In the bottom of my soul now shinesBut the scorching fire of your pupilIn the bottom of my soulWhere your love will always live.

OJOS NEGROS

Ojos negros, que fascinan; ojos negros, que dominan; ojos negros, dulces ojos son tan crueles y tan piadosos.

Ojos negros, que arrebatan; ojos negros, que me matan; ojos negros, dulces ojos, triste vida de mi corazón.

Voy pasando por mi vida atormentada bajo el fuego abrasador de tu mirada, voy cruzando por la vida como una pobre sombra perdida.

En el fondo de mi alma ya no brilla más que el fuego abrasador de tu pupila;en el fondo de mi alma,donde siempre tu amor vivirá.

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PERFORMED BY:

Chris Vasquez | vocalsMoshe Shulman | bandoneon

Antoine Lefebvre | violinSonsoles Llodra | violin

Miranda Shulman | violinIvan Docenko | piano

James Marone | double bass

(Warner Chappell Music Argentina c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. /

ASCAP, Lagos Editorial / SACEM, Editions Latino Americaines / SACEM)

Music by Astor Piazzolla (SACEM)Lyrics by Horacio Ferrer (SACEM)

English Translation by Coby Lubliner

(1969)

(LITTLE GUY AT BACHÍN’S)

Evenings with his face all dirty,Like an angel in blue jeans,He sells roses at the tablesIn the diner of Bachin’s.If the moon is shiningOn the oven lining,He eats moonlight and burnt beans…

Every day that he doesn’t want toWake up ’cause he’s feeling blue,On Epiphany at sunriseWith the star not shining through;Three wise cats come rollin’And his shoes get stolen, One’s the left one and the other . . . too!

Little guy,Give me bunches of voiceSo I’ll go out to sellAll my blooming remorse!Then shoot me with three rosesThat hurt on account ofThe hunger I tried to deny,Little guy…

When the sun makes all the school kidsWear their aprons in a row,Then he learns how many zeroesThere are that he doesn’t know;At his mother gawking,Seeing her streetwalking,But he doesn’t like the show...

Every morning, from the garbage,With a noodle and some bread,He will make himself a kite soHe can leave . . . then stops dead!He’s a strange and wild man,- Thousand-year-old child man -Whose inside is tangled like a thread…

CHIQUILÍN DE BACHÍN

Por las noches, cara suciade angelito con bluyínvende rosas en las mesasdel boliche de Bachín.Si la luna brillasobre la parilla,come luna y pan de hollín…

Cada día en su tristezaque no quiere amanecer,lo madruga un seis de enerocon la estrella del revés;y tres reyes gatosroban sus zapatos,uno izquierdo y el otro ¡también!

Chiquilín,dame un ramo de vozasí salgo a vendermis vergüenzas en flor!baleame con tres rosasque duelan a cuentadel hambre que no te entendí,Chiquilín…

Cuando el sol pone a los pibesdelantales de aprender,él aprende cuánto cerole quedaba por saber;Y a su madre mira,yira que te yira,pero no la quiere ver…

Cada día, en la basura,con un pan y un tallarínse fabrica un barriletepara irse ¡y sigue aquí!Es un hombre extraño,niño de mil añosque por dentro le enreda el piolín…

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PERFORMED BY:

Moshe Shulman | bandoneonAntoine Lefebvre | violin

Sonsoles Llodra | violinMiranda Shulman | violin

Ivan Docenko | pianoJames Marone | double bass

(Editorial Musical Korn Intersong SAIC c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. /

ASCAP)

Music by Pedro Blanco Laurenz (SADAIC)

(1946)

MAL DE AMORES (LOVESICKNESS)

(Instrumental)

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PERFORMED BY:

Victoria Pérez-Maggiolo | vocalsMoshe Shulman | bandoneon

Antoine Lefebvre | violinSonsoles Llodra | violin

Miranda Shulman | violinIvan Docenko | piano

James Marone | double bass

(Alier Editorial / SGAE, Cadencia Editorial / SGAE)

Music by Juan Viladomat Masanas (SGAE), Antonio Jose Gaya Gardus (SGAE) & Juan Jose

Molina Sosa Lyrics by Felix Garzó

English Translation by Alberto Paz

(1922)

(SMOKING, I WAIT)

To smoke is a brilliant, sensual pleasure...Smoking I wait for the man I love, behind the glass of happy large windows.And while I smoke my life I don’t consumebecause floating the smoke I usually fall to sleep.

Laying in my sofa, smoking and making love, Seeing my loved one happy and enamored,Feeling his lips to kiss with wise kisses.And feeling the affair with more desire, When I feel his eyes thirsty with passion.

For when my darling is in My smoking is an eden. Give me the smoke from your mouth,Give me that in me, Provokes passion.Run that I wantTo go crazy with pleasure,Feeling that heat Of the intoxicating smoke That ends up lighting up The ardent flame of the love.

The hour of restlessness with him is not cruel,His spirals are celestial dreams, And they form clouds that towards the glory raise And surrounded in it, his spark is a star, That shines clear and beautiful with limpid splendour.

For when my darling is in My smoking is an eden. Give me the smoke from your mouth,Give me that in me, Provokes passion.Run that I wantTo go crazy with pleasure,Feeling that heat Of the intoxicating smoke That ends up lighting up The ardent flame of the love.

FUMANDO ESPERO

Fumar es un placer, genial, sensual...Fumando espero al hombre que yo quiero,tras los cristales de alegres ventanales.Y mientras fumo mi vida no consumoporque flotando el humo me suelo adormecer.

Tendida en mi sofá, fumar y amar,ver a mi amado feliz y enamorado,sentir sus labios besar con besos sabios.Y el devaneo sentir con más deseo,cuando sus ojos siento sedientos de pasión.

Por eso estando mi bienes mi fumar un eden. Dame el humo de tu boca,Dame que en mi, pasión provoca.Corre que quiero enloquecer de placer,sintiendo ese calordel humo embriagadorque acaba por prenderla llama ardiente del amor.

La hora de inquietud con él no es cruel,sus espirales son sueños celestiales,y forman nubes que hacia la gloria subeny envuelta en ella, su chispa es una estrella,que luce clara y bella con límpido fulgor.

Por eso estando mi bienes mi fumar un eden. Dame el humo de tu boca,Dame que en mi, pasión provoca.Corre que quiero enloquecer de placer,sintiendo ese calordel humo embriagadorque acaba por prenderla llama ardiente del amor.

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PERFORMED BY:

Miguel Benitez | vocalsMoshe Shulman | bandoneon

Antoine Lefebvre | violinSonsoles Llodra | violin

Miranda Shulman | violinIvan Docenko | piano

James Marone | double bass

(Warner Chappell Music Argentina c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell Music Inc. / ASCAP)

Music by Juan Ventura Cuccaro (SADAIC) & Nicolas Luis Cuccaro (SADAIC)

Lyrics by Orlando D’Aniello (SADAIC) & Ernesto Noli (SADAIC)

English Translation by Alberto Paz

(1936)

(BUENOS AIRES SILHOUETTE)

Dressed like a dandy, hair slicked with styling gel,And owning a woman who is prettier than a flower,You dance at the milonga with an air of importance,Shining the elegance and doing exhibition.

Anyone was going to tell you, you, rascal of other times,That one day you would become a night club king,That to teach your moves you would open an academy...Luck, that is a woman, always rewards the tough one!

Braggart dancer,That first showed off your moves,At the old outskirts public danceFrom the south of Barracas.

Braggart dancer,That wanted to try another life,And to show off your famous runYou came to the Maipú.

Watch it, when sometimes you hear the CumparsitaI know how your heart beats when rememberingThat one day you danced it in shirt sleeves and without a dimeAnd now you dance the same tango looking like a wealthy man.

But you would give anything for being just for a momentThe same braggart of a time that went away,Because so much glory is tiresome and a little sad and old,You see yourself in the mirror of the old night club!

SILUETA PORTEÑA

Cuando tú pasas caminando por las calles,repiqueteando tu taquito en la vereda,marcas compases de cadencias melodiosasde una milonga juguetona y callejera. Y en tus vaivenes pareciera la bailaras,así te miren y te miren los que quieran,porque tú llevas en tu cuerpo la arroganciay el majestuoso ondular de las porteñas. Tardecita criolla, de límpido cielobordado de nubes, llevas en tu pelovinchita argentina que es todo tu orgullo...¡Y cuánto sol tienen esos ojos tuyos! Y los piropos que te dicen los muchachos,como florcitas que a tu paso te ofrecieranque las recoges y que enredas en tu pelo,junto a la vincha con que adornas tu cabeza. Dice tu cuerpo de arrogancia y tu cadenciay tus taquitos provocando en la vereda:soy el espíritu criollo hecho siluetay te coronan la más guapa y más porteña. Tardecita criolla, de límpido cielobordado de nubes, llevas en tu pelovinchita argentina que es todo tu orgullo...¡Y cuánto sol tienen esos ojos tuyos!

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PERFORMED BY:

Moshe Shulman | bandoneonAntoine Lefebvre | violin

Sonsoles Llodra | violinMiranda Shulman | violin

Ivan Docenko | pianoJames Marone | double bass

(Universal Music Publishing SA / SAYCO)

Music by Lalaguna Jesús Ventura (SAYCO)

(1920)

A LA GRAN MUÑECA (TO THE GREAT DOLL)

(Instrumental)

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PERFORMED BY:

Miguel Benitez | vocalsChris Vasquez | vocals

Moshe Shulman | bandoneonAntoine Lefebvre | violin

Sonsoles Llodra | violinMiranda Shulman | violin

Ivan Docenko | pianoJames Marone | double bass

(Aural Editorial / SADAIC)

Music by Aníbal Carmelo Troilo (SADAIC)Lyrics by Homero Manzione

English Translation by Derrick Del Pilar

(1947)

(NEIGHBORHOOD ROMANCE)

First, a far-off April date—Your dark balcony, your old-fashioned garden.Later on the feverish pulse of your letters—lying with “no,” vowing that “yes…”

A neighborhood romance, your love and my love,First came desire, then came sorrow—For faults that were never ours,For faults that we both had to suffer.

Today you might liveDespising me, perhaps not even thinkingThat I lament not being able to have you,The sorrow of not knowing how to forget.Today you might beFurther than ever from my side,Far from so much weeping.This was because, yes:Spite blinded you just like me,Without seeing that in the malice of that farewellYou cruelly punished your own heart.This was because, yes:Suddenly we didn’t know how to believeThat it is easier to renounce and to partThan to live without forgetting…

Your voice and my voice return, defeatedBringing with them in horrified tones,Those faults that were never ours,Those faults for which we both had to pay.

ROMANCE DE BARRIO

Primero la cita lejana de abril—tu oscuro balcón, tu antiguo jardín.Más tarde las cartas de pulso febrilmintiendo que no, jurando que sí.

Romance de barrio tu amor y mi amor.Primero un querer, después un dolor,por culpas que nunca tuvimos,por culpas que debimos sufrir los dos.

Hoy vivirásdespreciándome, tal vez sin soñarque lamento al no poderte tenerel dolor de no saber olvidar.Hoy estaráscomo nunca lejos mío,lejos de tanto llorar.Fue porque sí,que el despecho te cegó como a mí,sin mirar que en el rencor del adióscastigabas con crueldad tu corazón.Fue porque síque de pronto no supimos pensar,que es más fácil renegar y partirque vivir sin olvidar.

Retornan vencidas tu voz y mi voztrayendo al volver con tonos de horror,las culpas que nunca tuvimoslas culpas que debimos pagar los dos.

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PERFORMED BY:

Moshe Shulman | bandoneonAntoine Lefebvre | violin

Sonsoles Llodra | violinMiranda Shulman | violin

Ivan Docenko | pianoJames Marone | double bass

Music by Vladimir Shainskij (RAO)

(1969)

COCODRILO MILONGUERO (CROCODILE MILONGUERO)

(Instrumental)

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PERFORMED BY:

Chris Vasquez | vocalsMoshe Shulman | bandoneon

Antoine Lefebvre | violinSonsoles Llodra | violin

Miranda Shulman | violinIvan Docenko | piano

James Marone | double bass

(Universal Producciones Musicales / SGAE, Canciones Warner Bros / SGAE)

Music by Armando Oscar Cupo (SGAE)Lyrics by Mariano Abel Aznar (SGAE)

English Translation by Dr. Julia Wescott

(1929)

(AND I CAN’T FORGET ABOUT YOU)

I don’t know what to hate in my torment,Whether my life, my love or my destiny,Whether I should kill myself or continue on my path,A bitter path, the path without your love. I don’t want the caresses of other hands,I don’t want the sweetness of other lips,What do I care about the tenderness of other eyesIf in your eyes and hands my heart still remains. So desperate,Without your loveAnd tormentedby yesterday.Memories of youThat hurt so much, I’m soaked with tearsAnd sorrow.Desperate,for you I’m dying Because I love you,More today than yesterday. It’s terrible what you’ve done with my lifeIf until now I’ve been unable to console myself,Many times I haven’t wanted to rememberAnd the more I try, the more I want to remember.

Even if you were right to leave meMy love does not understand,Nor will my soul accept itFor If I lose you, I will call for you and cry forever.

Y NO PUEDO OLVIDARTE

Yo no sé ni a quien odiar en mi tormento,si a la vida, si al amor o a mi destino,si morirme o seguir por mi camino,camino de amarguras, camino sin tu amor.

Yo no quiero las caricias de otras manos,yo no quiero de otros labios la dulzura,qué me importa de otros ojos la ternurasi en tus ojos y en tus manos se quedó mi corazón.

Desesperado,sin tu querery atormentadopor el ayer.Con tu recuerdoque duele tanto,mojado en llantoy en padecer.Desesperado,por vos me mueroporque te quiero,hoy más que ayer.

Es terrible lo que has hecho con mi vidasi hasta ahora no he podido consolarme,muchas veces no he querido ni acordarmey cuanto más lo intento más quiero recordar.

Si tuviste o no razón para dejarmeno lo entiende mi cariño todavía,ni tampoco se resigna el alma míasi te pierde para siempre, al nombrarte y al llorar.

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PERFORMED BY:

Victoria Pérez-Maggiolo | vocalsMoshe Shulman | bandoneon

Antoine Lefebvre | violinSonsoles Llodra | violin

Miranda Shulman | violinIvan Docenko | piano

James Marone | double bass

(Editorial Musical Korn Intersong SAIC c/o W B Music Corp % Warner Chappell

Music Inc. / ASCAP, Warner Chappell Music Argentina / SGAE, Canciones

Warner Bros / SGAE)

Music by Hector Luciano Stamponi (SGAE)Lyrics by Ovidio Catulo Gonzalez Castillo

(SGAE)English Translation by Alberto Paz

(1963)

(THE LAST COFFEE)

Your memory arrives in a turmoil.It gets dark again in Autumn...I watch the drizzle, and while I watchThe coffee spoon turns...

Of the last coffeeThat your cold lipsRequested on that occasionWith the voice of a sigh...I recall your disdain,I evoke you for no reason,I hear you without you being here:“We are through,”You said in a goodbyeOf sugar and bitterness...

Just like the coffee,Like the love, like the forgetfulness,Like the final vertigoOf a resentment for no reason...And there, merciless,I saw myself die standing up,I weighed up your vanityAnd then I understood my solitudeWithout what for...It was raining and I offered you the last coffee.

EL ÚLTIMO CAFÉ

Llega tu recuerdo en torbellino.Vuelve en el otoño a atardecer...Miro la garúa, y mientras mirogira la cuchara de café...

Del último caféque tus labios, con fríopidieron esa vezcon la voz de un suspiro...Recuerdo tu desdén,te evoco sin razón,te escucho sin que estés:“Lo nuestro terminó,”dijiste en un adiósde azúcar y de hiel...

Lo mismo que el café,que el amor, que el olvido,que el vértigo finalde un rencor sin porqué...Y allí, con tu impiedad,me vi morir de pie,medí tu vanidady entonces comprendí mi soledadsin para qué...Llovía, y te ofrecí, el último café.

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BUFFALOTANGOORKESTRA

Ecos del PasadoPERFORMED BY:Miguel Benitez | vocalsVictoria Pérez-Maggiolo | vocalsChris Vasquez | vocalsMoshe Shulman | bandoneonAntoine Lefebvre | violinSonsoles Llodra | violinMiranda Shulman | violinIvan Docenko | pianoJames Marone | double bass

All songs arranged by Moshe Shulman

Produced by Moshe Shulman & David CloydRecorded and mixed by Chris Jacobs at University of BuffaloMastered by Blake Morgan at ECR Music Studios, NYC

Art direction by David Cloyd & Kathy KastanCover art and interior art by Kathy KastanProduction design by David Cloyd

www.BuffaloTangoOrkestra.comwww.HookAndLadderRecords.comwww.iTunes.com/BuffaloTangoOrkestra

HL1801002

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