Текст песни Фрэнки-Шоу - Астор Пьяццолла

... who boldly and unexpectedly, knocking over chairs, heaved from the tables and, somehow strangely stumbling, hoarsely humming a painful, rough and very beautiful melody, and burning with a glance at the black eyes of the women around them, pulsated through the hall under the knock and clatter of the forged heels ... Well, come on, guys, set the heat!