Pirulero
Hay pirulin de caramelo,
Hay gente que agarra del suelo
Basura que sera su almuerzo,
Ya vas a entender
Hay peras acarameladas,
Hay padres que ya no se aman
Hay cosas que no son exactas,
Ya vas a aprender
Lloren, chicos, lloren,
Hasta que los papis me compren.
Hay palito bombon helado,
Hay gente que mira al costado
Y no preguntaste nada malo,
Lo vas a aceptar
Hay manzanita con pochoclo,
Y algunos que se vuelven locos
Al perder todos sus ahorros,
Ya te va a pasar
Lloren, chicos, lloren,
Hasta que los papis me compren
Si tu papi me ayuda,
Yo te voy a ayudar
Pero si no me compra,
Se pudre mal
Hay rico rico higo turco,
Te mienten con que viene el cuco
Para que no molestes mucho,
Ya vas a crecer
Hay cubanitos bien rellenos,
Por mucho a veces te dan menos
Mientras saludan los kioskeros,
Aprende a perder
Lloren, chicos, lloren,
Hasta que los papis me compren
Si tu papi me ayuda,
Yo te voy a ayudar
Pero si no me compra,
Se pudre mal
Vos anda con cuidado,
Te pueden secuestrar
Y a tu papi mas caro le va a costar
Lloren, chicos, lloren,
Hasta que los papis me compren
Lloren, chicos, lloren,
Hasta que los papis me compren
Hay pirulines de colores,
Hay cosas que hacen que vos llores
Hay gente que se muere joven,
Ya vas a entender...
Lollipop Man
There are caramel lollipops,
There are people who pick up from the ground
Trash that will be their lunch,
You will understand soon
There are caramelized pears,
There are parents who no longer love each other
There are things that are not accurate,
You will learn soon
Cry, kids, cry,
Until the parents buy me.
There are frozen lollipop sticks,
There are people who look aside
And you didn't ask anything wrong,
You will accept it
There are little apples with popcorn,
And some who go crazy
Losing all their savings,
It will happen to you
Cry, kids, cry,
Until the parents buy me
If your dad helps me,
I will help you
But if he doesn't buy me,
It will go bad
There are delicious Turkish figs,
They lie to you saying the boogeyman is coming
So you don't bother too much,
You will grow up
There are well-filled Cubanitos,
Sometimes they give you less
While the kiosk owners greet,
Learn to lose
Cry, kids, cry,
Until the parents buy me
If your dad helps me,
I will help you
But if he doesn't buy me,
It will go bad
You be careful,
You can be kidnapped
And it will cost your dad more
Cry, kids, cry,
Until the parents buy me
Cry, kids, cry,
Until the parents buy me
There are colorful lollipops,
There are things that make you cry
There are people who die young,
You will understand soon...