Music: Enrique Santos Discépolo
Lyrics: Enrique Santos Discépolo
Translation: Alberto Paz
Recorded by Alfredo De Angelis with Julio Martel in 1946
Music: Enrique Santos Discépolo
Lyrics: Enrique Santos Discépolo
Translation: Alberto Paz
Recorded by Alfredo De Angelis with Julio Martel in 1946
Por ser bueno, me pusiste en la miseria,
me dejaste en la palmera, me afanaste hasta el color.
En seis meses me fundiste el mercadito,
elpuestito de la feria, la ganchera, el mostrador.
Chorra! Me robaste hasta el amor...
Aura tanto me asusta una mina
que si en la calle me afila
me pongo al lao del boton.
Lo que mas bronca me da
es haber sido tan gil.
Si hace un mes me desayuno
con lo que he sabido ayer,
no era a mi que me cachaban
tus rebusques de mujer...
Hoy me entero que tu mama,
"noble viuda de un guerrero",
es la chorra de mas fama
que piso la treinta y tres.
Y he sabido que el "guerrero"
que murio lleno de honor,
ni murio ni fue guerrero
-como m' engrupiste vos-
Esta en cana pronturiado
como agente 'e la camorra,
prefesor de cahiporra,
malandrin y estafador.
Entre todos me pelaron con la cero
tu silueta fue el anzuelo donde yo me fui a ensartar,
Se tragaron, vos, "la viuda" y "el guerrero",
lo que me costo diez años de paciencia y de yugar...
Chorros! Vos, tu vieja y tu papa.
Guarda! Cuidense porque anda suelta,
si los cacha, los da vuelta,
no les da tiempo a rajar.
Lo que mas bronca me da
es haber sido tan gil.
For being good, you put me into misery
you left me in the palm tree, you even stole my color.
In six months you bankrupted my little market,
the stand at the fair, the hooks, the counter...
Thief! You even stole my love...
Now a woman scares me so much
that if one approaches me on the street
I stand by next to a cop.
What really makes me so mad
is to have being so stupid.
It's been a month since I suspected
what I've learned yesterday.
It wasn't me who were after
your resources of woman...
Today I find out that your mother,
"noble widower of a warrior",
is the most famous thieve
that set foot on the 33rd precint.
And I've known that the "warrior"
who died with full honors,
didn't die, nor he was a warrior
-as you lied to me-
He's in jail booked
as a hit man hooligan,
professor of truncheon,
scroundel and swindler.
All of you skimmed me out with the razor
your figure was the hook where I happen to get caught,
You, the widow and the warrior swallowed
what took me ten years of patience and hard work...
Thieves! You, your old lady and your dad.
Watch out! Take care because she is on the loose,
if she catches you, she flips you upside down
she won't give you time to run.
What really makes me so mad
is to have being so stupid.