Novedades Obsoletas Del Kamarada Amor
No hay paz donde el oro brilla
Allí cometen maldades
Solo por deleite, amigos
(Cosas peores no hay)
En cada pequeña trampa
Está acechando La Bella
Hay unos tipos con ella, nene
Que no tienen compasión
Así obra la fortuna
Son las finanzas, amigos
A pocos da demasiado
Y ríen de tu penar
No hay paz donde el oro brilla
Allí cometen maldades
Solo por deleite, amigos
(Cosas peores no hay)
En cada pequeña trampa
Está acechando La Bella
Hay unos tipos con ella, nene
Que no tienen compasión
Obsolete News of Comrade Love
There is no peace where the gold shines
There they commit wickedness
Just for pleasure, friends
(There are no worse things)
In every little trap
The Beauty is lurking
There are some guys with her, baby
Who have no mercy
That's how fortune works
It's finances, friends
To a few it gives too much
And they laugh at your suffering
There is no peace where the gold shines
There they commit wickedness
Just for pleasure, friends
(There are no worse things)
In every little trap
The Beauty is lurking
There are some guys with her, baby
Who have no mercy