A media luz [English translation]

Corrientes three-four-eight

second floor, elevator

There is neither doorman nor neighbors

Inside, a cocktail of love

A small apartment set by Maple,

piano, carpet and side table,

a telephone that may answer,

a gramophone* that cries

old tangos of my youth

and a porcelaine cat

so that doesn't 'miaow' to love.

And all in a dim light

in a dim light we two

In a dim light the kisses

in a dim light we two.

And all in a dim light

how bewitching is love

In a dim light the kisses

in a dim light we two.

(stanza and refrain repeat)