I am from that sincere time,
when no one was stingy
in having a bold drink
on a corner pewter bar.
Always seen whole,
straight, brave, cordial.
And I am rough, frank, and loyal,
because my life reflects,
a taste of old things,
and the soul of the neighborhood.
I am an old-time milonguero,
I am from the nineties.
Just so you know, sir,
I had my reputations.
It was a lovely time to see
the things now being told.
I am a milonguero by law,
I am from back then,
I am from the nineties.
I am from the time of the good,
I am humble like copper,
for me, a rich is worth the same as a poor.
As long as they seek less
I don’t know the poison
of one who lives to envy.
And I don’t know what it is to falter
when luck walks away.
I am of the old guard,
whatever you want to command.