(Argentinian)
We have a dance!
In the brothels of Buenos Aires
Tells the story
Of a prostitute
And a man
Who falls in love...
with her.
First there is desire
Then... passion!
Then... suspicion!
Jealousy! Anger! Betrayal!
Where love is for the highest bidder,
There can be no trust.
Without trust,
There is no love!
Jealousy.
Yes, jealousy...
Will drive you
(echoing) will drive you will drive you
MAD!!
Roxanne!
You don't have to put on that red light
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right
Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Roxanne
You don't have to sell your body to the night
(Cristian)
His eyes upon your face
His hand upon your hand
His lips caress your skin
It's more than I can stand
Why does my heart cry?
Feelings I can't fight
You're free to leave me, but just don't decieve me
And please believe me when I say I love you
Yo que te quiero tanto, qué voy a hacer
Me dejaste, me dejaste
En un tango
El alma se me fue
Se me fue el corazon
Ya no tengo ganas de vivir
Porque no te puedo convencer
Que no te vendas Roxanne
Roxanne!
Why does my heart cry?
You don't have to
Put on that red light...
Feelings I can't fight...
You don't have to wear
That dress tonight...
Roxanne!
Why does my heart cry?
You don't have to put on
That red light...
Feelings I can't fight...
You don't have to wear
That dress tonight Roxanne!
Roxanne!
Roxanne!
(Аргентинец)
Мы будем танцевать!
В борделях Буэнос-Айреса
Рассказывают историю
О проститутке
И мужчине,
Который влюбился...
В нее.
Сначала было желание,
Затем... страсть!
Потом... подозрение!
Ревность! Злость! Предательство!
Когда любовь продажна за наивысшую цену,
Нет речи о доверии.
Без доверия
Не может быть любви!
Ревность.
Да, ревность...
Будет управлять тобой,
будет управлять тобой, будет управлять тобой.
БЕЗУМЕЦ!!
Роксана!
Ты не должна облекаться в свет красных фонарей,
Бродить по улицам в поисках денег,
Ты не заботишься о том, что плохо или что верно.
Роксана!
Ты не должна носить это платье сегодня ночью.
Роксана!
Ты не должна продавать свое тело на ночь.
(Кристиан)
Он смотрит на твое лицо,
Его рука в твоей руке,
Его губы касаются твоей кожи —
Это выше всех моих сил!
(Роксана!)
Почему мое сердце плачет?
(Роксана!)
Я не могу справиться с чувствами.
Ты можешь меня покинуть,
Но только не смей изменяй мне
И, пожалуйста, верь мне,
Когда я говорю: "Я люблю тебя".
Я так люблю тебя, что я могу сделать.
Ты покинула меня, ты покинула меня
В танго.
Ушла душа,
Ушло сердце.
Я уже не хочу жить.
Потому что я не могу убедить тебя
Не торговать собой, Роксана.
Роксана!
Почему мое сердце плачет?
Ты не должна облекаться
В свет красных фонарей...
Я не могу справиться с чувствами...
Ты не должна носить
Это платье сегодня ночью...
Роксана!
Почему мое сердце плачет?
Ты не должна облекаться
В свет красных фонарей...
Я не могу справиться с чувствами...
Ты не должна носить
Это платье сегодня ночью
Роксана!
Роксана!
Роксана!
(Argentinian)
We have a dance!
In the brothels of Buenos Aires
Tells the story
Of a prostitute
And a man
Who falls in love ...
with her.
First there is desire
Then ... passion!
Then ... suspicion!
Jealousy! Anger! Betrayal!
Where love is for the highest bidder,
There can be no trust.
Without trust,
There is no love!
Jealousy.
Yes, jealousy ...
Will drive you
(echoing) will drive you will drive you
MAD!!
Roxanne!
You don't have to put on that red light
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right
Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Roxanne
You don't have to sell your body to the night
(Cristian)
His eyes upon your face
His hand upon your hand
His lips caress your skin
It's more than I can stand
Why does my heart cry?
Feelings I can't fight
You're free to leave me, but just don't decieve me
And please believe me when I say I love you
Yo que te quiero tanto, qué voy a hacer
Me dejaste, me dejaste
En un tango
El alma se me fue
Se me fue el corazon
Ya no tengo ganas de vivir
Porque no te puedo convencer
Que no te vendas Roxanne
Roxanne!
Why does my heart cry?
You don't have to
Put on that red light ...
Feelings I can't fight ...
You don't have to wear
That dress tonight ...
Roxanne!
Why does my heart cry?
You don't have to put on
That red light ...
Feelings I can't fight ...
You don't have to wear
That dress tonight Roxanne!
Roxanne!
Roxanne!
( Argentine )
We dance !
In the brothels of Buenos Aires
tell the story
About prostitute
And the man
Who fell ...
It .
First there was the desire
Then ... passion!
Then ... a suspicion !
Jealousy ! Rage ! Treachery!
When love is corrupt for the highest price ,
There is no question of trust.
without trust
Can not be love !
Jealousy .
Yes , jealousy ...
Will control you ,
will drive you, will drive you.
Madman !
Roxanne !
You should not put on the light in the red light district
Wandering the streets in search of money ,
You do not care about what is true or what is bad .
Roxanne !
You should not wear that dress tonight.
Roxanne !
You should not have to sell their bodies at night .
(Christian )
He looks at your face ,
His hand is in your hand ,
His lips touch your skin -
It is above all my strength !
( Roksana! )
Why does my heart cry?
( Roksana! )
I can not cope with the feelings.
You can leave me ,
But do not you dare betray me
And please believe me ,
When I say "I love you."
I love you so much that I can do.
You left me, you left me
In tango.
Gone soul
Took heart.
I do not want to live .
Because I can not convince you
Do not sell yourself, Roxanne .
Roxanne !
Why does my heart cry?
You should not take the form
In light of the red light district ...
I can not cope with feelings ...
You should not wear
This dress tonight ...
Roxanne !
Why does my heart cry?
You should not take the form
In light of the red light district ...
I can not cope with feelings ...
You should not wear
This dress tonight
Roxanne !
Roxanne !
Roxanne !
