This is a tango of a poor man
Who's dealt the cards of a bad hand
He tried to go where no poor man went before
Where he does not belong

Oh, the tango, and the poor man
Toiled for life to buy
Yellow roses for a woman
That ate his heart alive

She danced the tango with a rich man
She found the footsteps she never had
Forgot the sorrow of her motherland
While he just stood betrayed

This is the prison of a poor man
We're doing time and we comprehend
Money has never been our friend
You stay where you belong

Tango, only jealousy I know
My passion my sorrow
Yellow roses to tango

Tango, it was all for the tango
Only tango can
Only tango can make you feel dead or alive. (2x)