A Media Luz
Corrientes 3, 4, 8,
Segundo piso, ascensor.
No hay porteros ni vecinos.
Adentro, cocktail y amor.
Pisito que puso maple:
Piano, estera y velador,
Un telefón que contesta,
Una victrola que llora
Viejos tangos de mi flor
Y un gato de porcelana
Pa' que no maulle al amor.
Y todo a media luz,
Que es un brujo el amor,
A media luz los besos,
A media luz los dos.
Y todo a media luz
Crepúsculo interior.
¡Qué suave terciopelo
La media luz de amor!
Juncal 12, 24
Telefoneá sin temor.
De tarde, té con masitas;
De noche, tango y cantar.
Los domingos, tés danzantes;
Los lunes, desolación,
Hay de todo en la casita:
Almohadones y divanes;
Come en botica, cocó;
Alfombras que no hacen ruido
Y mesa puesta al amor.
In Half Light
Corrientes 3, 4, 8,
Second floor, elevator.
No doormen or neighbors.
Inside, cocktails and love.
A little place with maple wood:
Piano, rug, and nightstand,
A phone that answers,
A victrola that cries
Old tangos of my flower
And a porcelain cat
So it doesn't meow at love.
And all in half light,
Love is a wizard,
In half light the kisses,
In half light the two.
And all in half light
Inner twilight.
How soft velvet
The half light of love!
Juncal 12, 24
Call without fear.
In the afternoon, tea with pastries;
At night, tango and singing.
On Sundays, dancing teas;
On Mondays, desolation,
There's everything in the little house:
Pillows and couches;
Eats like a king, fancy;
Carpets that don't make noise
And a table set for love.