I hung myself out on the line

Beneath an argentina sky

And i expected there to dry

Beneath the argentina sky

Upon the rooftop here so high

Beneath the argentina sky

The storm did call me to its side

Beneath the argentina sky



And the dogs of buenos aires they will take you from your sleep

Between the firecrackers cackling and the taxis in the street

And if you wake up lonely better throw some shoes upon those feet

To keep the heartbreak from taking your life



Once i had planned to be your bride

Before this argentina sky

Now i just tend my wounded pride

Under this argentina sky

Now i want the rain to fall into my eyes

From this argentina sky

The thunder to match my anguished cries

Beneath this argentina sky



I looked into the darkening and while the air did chill

I knew that though i'm here in exile that you should love me still

And when the rain began to pound i lifted up my face until

I was soaked with the ache of the sky



Spanish talks : 



ELLA HACÃÆ'A EL LAVADO EN LA TERRAZA,

she was washing the clothes at the rooftop,

MIENTRAS EL SOL LE QUEMABA LA ESPALDA. 

while the sun was burning her back.

ELLA INTENTABA FREGAR EL SUDOR DE SU DESCONSUELO,

she was trying to wash out the sweat of her grief,

ESCURRIR LAS LÃÆ'GRIMAS.

drain her tears.

PERO ANTES DE QUE LA TAREA ESTUVIERA TERMINADA,

but before the work was done,

LA ROPA TODAVÃÆ'A DOLIENTE EN LA SOGA,

clothes still aching on the rope,

BAJÃÆ'“ DESDE EL DELTA UN VIENTO PODEROSO,

from the Delta came down a powerful wind,

Y LAS NUBES SE CARGARON A LO LAARGO DEL CIELO.

and the clouds got loaded all through the sky.

"¡RÃÆ'PIDO, ADENTRO! ¡CERRAD LAS VENTANAS! ¡VIENE UNA TORMENTA!

"quickly, get in! close the windows! there's a storm moving in!

¡SACA TU ROPA DE LA SOGA!"

take out your clothes from the rope!"



So many tears could make me blind

Beneath this argentina sky

But still my love for you i can't deny

Even under argentina's skies

I'll seek until a path to you i find

Under these argentina skies

When will you take me back inside

From under argentina's skies



I looked into the darkening and while the air did chill

I knew that though i'm here in exile that you should love me still

And when the rain began to pound i lifted up my face until

I was soaked with the ache of the sky

When will you take me back inside

From under these argentine skies?