El Vendedor de Fantasías

The Fantasy Seller

El Vendedor de Fantasías

With the uneven bow tie, with cufflinks on the shirtCon el moño, desparejo, con gemelos la camisa
A tuxedo, somewhat old, and with Gardel in his smileUn esmoquin, algo viejo, y con Gardel en la sonrisa
He doesn't care about the stage or his name on the marqueeNo le importa el escenario ni su nombre en cartelera
A black and white photo is stuck on the shop windowUna foto en blanco y negro está pegada en la vidriera

He always wanted to be an artist, always wanted to be a singerSiempre quiso ser artista, siempre quiso ser cantante
And deep in his soul, he's a crazy dreamerY en el fondo de su alma es un loco delirante
He never knew if he was loved, always knew he wantedNunca supo si lo amaron, siempre supo que ha querido
Love is the disorder of a confused poetEl amor es el desorden de un poeta confundido

Trafficker of illusions, seller of fantasiesTraficante de ilusiones, vendedor de fantasías
Old magician without a top hat, where is the one you wantedViejo mago sin galera, dónde está la que querías
She left you one early morning, you thought she'd come backTe dejó una madrugada, tú pensabas que volvía
The heart no longer beats as it used toYa no late el corazón como latía

Trafficker of illusions, seller of fantasiesTraficante de ilusiones, vendedor de fantasías
You search among the tables for the one who lied to you so muchVas buscando entre las mesas la que tanto te mentía
And who couldn't understand the life you were livingY que no supo entender ni la vida que vivías
You've always been a seller of fantasiesSiempre fuiste un vendedor de fantasías

You can't find makeup to cover your dark circlesYa no encuentras maquillaje que te cubra las ojeras
Because time keeps passing and that love that never comesPorque el tiempo va pasando y ese amor que nunca llega
And if it does, you're afraid it will discover your gazeY si llega, tienes miedo que descubra tu mirada
Tired from pain and early morningsTrasnochada de dolor y madrugadas

With the uneven bow tie, with cufflinks on the shirtCon el moño, desparejo, con gemelos la camisa
A tuxedo, somewhat old, and with Gardel in his smileUn esmoquin, algo viejo, y con Gardel en la sonrisa
He doesn't care about the stage or his name on the marqueeNo le importa el escenario ni su nombre en cartelera
A black and white photo is stuck on the shop windowUna foto en blanco y negro está pegada en la vidriera

Trafficker of illusions, seller of fantasiesTraficante de ilusiones, vendedor de fantasías
Old magician without a top hat, where is the one you wantedViejo mago sin galera, dónde está la que querías
She left you one early morning, you thought she'd come backTe dejó una madrugada, tú pensabas que volvía
The heart no longer beats as it used toYa no late el corazón como latía

Trafficker of illusions, seller of fantasiesTraficante de ilusiones, vendedor de fantasías
You search among the tables for the one who lied to you so muchVas buscando entre las mesas la que tanto te mentía
And who couldn't understand the life you were livingY que no supo entender ni la vida que vivías
You've always been a seller of fantasiesSiempre fuiste un vendedor de fantasías