El Viejo Joven
Con su sombrero de lana,
y su pasito retorson,
le pone chispa a la fiesta,
el joven viejo el viejo sabroson,
tiene alegría demás,
tiene candela en los pies,
no lleva pareja al baile
para bailar no se necesitan tres.
(Chorus):
El viejo joven, el joven viejo,
que baila y gosa por que no es,
tonto,
El viejo joven, el joven viejo,
que baila y gosa ya lo vez.
Con su camisa cuadrada,
y con sus botas bien voleadas,
las bailadores le sobran,
y no le estorban sus años de verdad,
tiene alegría demás,
tiene de niño el corazón,
le gusta bailar con banda,
al viejo joven le gusta el bacilon.
(Chorus x2):
The Young Old Man
With his woolen hat,
and his twisty step,
he adds spark to the party,
the young old man, the tasty old man,
has too much joy,
has fire in his feet,
he doesn't bring a partner to the dance
you don't need three to dance.
(Chorus):
The young old man, the old young man,
who dances and enjoys because he's not
foolish,
The young old man, the old young man,
who dances and enjoys, you see it.
With his checkered shirt,
and his well-polished boots,
he has plenty of dancers,
and his real years don't bother him,
has too much joy,
has a child's heart,
he likes to dance to the band,
the old young man likes to party.
(Chorus x2):
Escrita por: Joan Sebastían