Melodía gris

On your balcony I opened
My singing finery,
To pour out my longing
To achieve your love.
And when I sang that melody
I confessed that I loved you very much,
And on your balcony I left the flower
Of that sad, sad mallow,
That turned into a melody
And listening to my singing,
Perhaps you will remember, woman
The gray tango of yesterday.
 
Tango, Tango gris!
Today I will evoke it,
And in your melody
I will remember her.
Gray melody
She arrives at her balcony,
Tell her that I have returned
To find her heart.