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Ciro Perez & Vidal Rojas ''Pregonera'' (Tango)
Beautiful tango guitar playing by 2 masters.Playing in the Roberto Grela style.Grela was Tangos greatest guitarist who was massively influenced by Django Reinhardt--you can hear that here in his phrasing and his vibrato.Ciro Perez is considered Grela's successor.The song is a particularly beautiful one i think.Perez and Rojas play as one;the marvellous close voicings in the harmony allow them to play chords impossible on one guitar.
Beautiful lyrics reproduced here.

Princesita rubia de marfil
Dueña de mi sueño juvenil,
la que pregónando flores un día de abril,
recuerdo por las calles de París.
Flower girl

Fair-haired ivory princess
Ruler of my youthful reveries
I walk the streets of Paris and recall
Your flower girl’s call
Once ago, one April’s day.

Una rosa roja para usted,
roja como el ansia de querer,
rosas y claveles blancos,
blancos de ilusión
y sigue la princesa su pregón.

I offer you a red rose,
Red as love’s yearning
And carnations, white as hope,
White as castles in the sky,
And I hear still the flower girl’s cry.

Un cariño y un clavel
para el ojal, para el querer.
El clavel es de ilusión,
mi corazón rojo punzó.
Y la tarde fue muriendo,
y el pregón me va siguiendo.
Un cariñito y un clavel,
sólo el clavel, lo que quedó.

A caress and a carnation
For my lapel, to ease my yearning
My carnation, made of dreams,
My emotions, scarlet flames
And in the late afternoon’s waning,
I hear the flower girl’s call still trailing
A light caress and a carnation –
A blossom’s all that did remain.

Princesita rubia de marfil,
dónde fue tu risa tan sutil,
junto con tus flores muertas
muere mi ilusión.
Y escucho el eco tenue de tu voz.
Es como un susurro sin cesar,
que va despertando mi ansiedad,
es mi fantasía loca
que vuelve a soñar.
De nuevo soy feliz con tu cantar.

Fair-haired ivory princess
Gone is your soft laughter
Gone, my daydreams, dead or dying
Like a bunch of faded blooms.
But I hear still the faint echo of your voice
The ceaseless murmur lures my senses
It is just my foolish fancy,
Once again dreaming
Once again, finding joy in your singing.