No Somos Latinos
Pensarán que soy medio ladino
O que vivo borracho de vino
Quieren hacerme creer estos cretinos
Que los uruguayos somos latinos
Hace un tiempo parecían joda
Ser chicano esté de moda
Si me viera mi abuelito Arsenio
Cantando con acento caribeño
Y yo no digo "ia está listo el poio"
Ni "frijoles" ni "arroio"
"ierba", "iuio" ni "io io"
No me jodan más no somos latinos
No me jodan más no somos latinos
Yo me crié aca en la suiza del sur
Yo no se bailar ni cumbia ni salsa
Ni me escapé de Cuba en una balsa
Me parió en Montevideo mi mami
Yo no quiero ir a vivir a Miami
Hace rato en la radio, en la tele
Me pudrieron a son y a merengue
No me hagan poner arisco
Yo no quiero ir al show de Don Francisco
Y piensan
Los yanquis y los europeos
Somos un país bananero
Con palmeritas y calor
No me jodan más no somos latinos
No me jodan más no somos latinos
Yo me crié aca en la suiza del sur
En Colombia me decían gringo
O alemán en Santo Domingo
Y en Honduras, Panamá y Venezuela
Uruguay ni saben donde queda
Prefiero hablar con un filósofo sueco
Que con un indio guatemalteco
Y tengo más en común con un rumano
Que con un cholo boliviano
Y cuando leí "las venas abiertas"
era un bodrio me di cuenta
a la cuarta hoja me dormí
No me jodan más no somos latinos
No me jodan más no somos latinos
Yo me crié aca en la suiza del sur
Yo me crié en la suiza del sur
Yo me crié en la suiza del sur
Uruguaios a gozal!
We are not Latinos
They'll think I'm half ladino
Or that I live drunk on wine
These cretins want to make me believe
That we Uruguayans are Latin
A while ago they seemed like shit
Being Chicano is fashionable
If my grandfather Arsenio saw me
Singing with a Caribbean accent
And I don't say "the poio is ready"
Neither "beans" nor "arroio"
"herba", "iuio" nor "io io"
Don't fuck with me anymore, we are not Latinos
Don't fuck with me anymore, we are not Latinos
I grew up here in southern Switzerland
I don't know how to dance or cumbia or salsa
I didn't even escape from Cuba on a raft
My mom gave birth to me in Montevideo
I don't want to go live in Miami
A while ago on the radio, on TV
They rotted me to son and merengue
Don't make me get angry
I don't want to go to Don Francisco's show
and they think
The Yankees and the Europeans
We are a banana country
With palm trees and heat
Don't fuck with me anymore, we are not Latinos
Don't fuck with me anymore, we are not Latinos
I grew up here in southern Switzerland
In Colombia they called me gringo
Or German in Santo Domingo
And in Honduras, Panama and Venezuela
Uruguay doesn't even know where it is
I'd rather talk to a Swedish philosopher
What with a Guatemalan Indian
And I have more in common with a Romanian
What with a Bolivian cholo
And when I read "open veins"
It was rubbish I realized
on the fourth page I fell asleep
Don't fuck with me anymore, we are not Latinos
Don't fuck with me anymore, we are not Latinos
I grew up here in southern Switzerland
I grew up in southern Switzerland
I grew up in southern Switzerland
Uruguayans to gozal!