I hate Tango

C., Brussels 1992.
C., Brussels 1992.

The tango is a sad thought that is danced, wrote Discepolo, the Argentinian poet. It’s also a nether world from which I had abducted a girl dancing as if she were willing to enter the ground. Just for a kiss. But life and light blinded her, and so the tango, like a black hole, took her back, leaving me only with the sad thought.

« Le tango est une pensée triste qui se dance » écrit Discépolole, le poète argentin. C’est aussi un monde de ténèbres. Je lui ravis une fille qui dansait comme pour entrer sous terre. Le temps d’un baiser. Mais la vie et la lumière l’aveuglèrent et le tango, comme un trou noir, me la reprit, ne me laissant que la pensée triste.

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