griseta

Griseta (1924)

Grisette[1] lyrics by José González Castillo A strange cross between Musette and Mimi, with the caresses of Rodolfo and Schaunard, [2] she was the flower of Paris that the dream of a novel brought to the arrabal. And in the crazy ramblings of the cabaret the sweet melody of some tough-guy tango encouraged her illusions: she … Continue reading →