Letra de Howard Johnson
Música de E. V. Malderen
Del libro «Favorite Collection of Tangos» por Xavier Cugat
When night is falling and birds are calling
that is when I dream of Argentine
and once again you seem
to reappear in every scene
once more we are dancing music entrancing
your eyes are glancing into mine
tho’ you dance with me till dawn
I wake and find you gone
and once again I pine *
a tango dream dear of you and I
just won’t come true dear
I wonder why
life must be real but things are not what they seem
come back my sweet once again let’s meet
in a tango dream a tango dream
* he wrote pine, I think he meant pain